None Shall Pass

Hey, lady. What are you thinking? Okay, fine, we'll play your little game and climb over your legs like you're some kind of sourpuss jungle gym. But still. We're just curious. What are you thinking?

It's just that you've been there for the last eight stops, and the bus is so very crowded right now, and everyone around you is standing, and you've kept this extra spot reserved for -- what, exactly? Don't you think someone might like to sit down? Or do you think everyone's standing up for the thrill of it? Or do you just not care, you callous thing?

Eventually someone will be tired enough to want to sit, but still bold enough to push past your insolent knees. But why make yourself gatekeeper for that little square foot of seating? For Pete's sake. What are you thinking?

Like, seriously. Come on.