commuter rant of the day

so guys, how about honoring a girl's personal space? I know we're called "straphangers", but when you're holding onto the bar over my head I would really appreciate it if you don't use my shoulder as an armrest. and I do NOT like the feel of your backpack or briefcase shoved into my spine!

but what happened today takes the cake.

Long Island Railroad cars are not meant for comfort, but c'mon, did you really have to...?


Picture it: a bench of three seats facing a second bench of three, so that six people can be accomodated (barely), three people with their knees rubbing up against the knees of three total strangers. picture sitting in one of three seats on an airplane, with the row in front of you turned around to face you.

so this morning I found myself sharing this configuration with three men....I had an aisle seat facing one of the men, and the other two men sat near the window, leaving themiddle seats unoccupied. As I sat down, the guy facing me decided he needed to stretch out his legs...and literally put one leg between my two feet. and didn't take the hint as I struggled to get comfortable, i had to actually ASK him to remove his foot from my personal space!