LSE, rush hour - this morning. Sits down in oshawa, feet across the seat, occupying 2 seats and blocking the 3rd. Doesn't open his eyes once. For some reason no one came looking to sit here, I was more than prepared to move my butt over and offer my seat to them and knock his dirty wet feet to the ground.
Jackass.
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There's always at least 1 on every train. *sigh*
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