Unfortunately, I only have the after-pic to post.
This morning, at some point during the train ride, the person sitting next to me vacated his seat. This was after Pickering and well before Union on the Lakeshore East Express, so I can only presume he went off in search of a washroom.
After moving to let him out of the quad, I settled back into my seat and shut my eyes. When I opened them again, the lady sitting across from my former seat mate had removed her sandals and had her feet up on the seat beside me. Her dirty feet. The top of her toes were dirty. The bottom of her feet were dirty. Come on! Even clean, it's just gross.
Where the hell do these people think they are? This is a public commuter train with other people. Have some sense of courtesy. You're not entitled to do what you what.
So I asked her to put them down. I leaned forward, tapped her shoulder and politely asked she put her feet down. She didn't say anything, just acted startled that I would ask such a thing. She put them down and went back to her snooze.
A person sitting on the stairs then moved forward to sit in the seat. Really? You couldn't ask her to move her feet?
Once again, no one stood up and gave me a standing ovation for doing my part to make everyone's commute more pleasurable.
This truly is a thankless job some days.
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Why is it that the people with the nastiest feet are always the ones to put them on the seat?
Mind you, I did ask some woman to remove her feet from the seat, pointed out signs, explained things and she basically told me to f off and that she would leave them up.
A woman who I recognize from my building did this to me one day on the LSW. I audibly gagged and had daggers stared at me until the train opened up enough that I could move.
A few other times after that when she has sat in my quad I've got up and moved. It appears she finally got the hint.
I would gladly have offered her a foot rub!
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