Friday, September 27, 2013
Upset, upset, upset
It was only 5:30. The train is usually very safe at that time.
An el car is a small, confined area, so this had an impact on each of us.
I'm upset, but I'm also strangely relieved that I seldom use my piece-of-shit phone while on the train and that my tunes are on an old-school iPod that no one else would want.
*I realize that to these young perpetrators, I probably look like a middle-aged lady, too.