There are certain things that you never thought you'd have to say out loud. Or really, even tell someone else. For example, I never thought I'd need to explain to my fellow human beings that maybe, just perhaps, it's not the most polite behavior ever to pick one's teeth with one's fingernails on a commuter train next to other people. And so, for the benefit of the commuting public, I have launched this public service campaign. In the hope that one day, fewer man-spreaders might take up all the available seating on your next commute, we launch Transit Tales: Commuter Etiquette 101. Mostly, you'll be hearing from me -- an ordinary mom staring down 40, riding the rails daily in an effort to reduce my carbon footprint and save gas money. But from time to time, I'll invite others to guest "host" the blog and tell their own tales from public transit land. It won't all be gloom and doom. On my ride home today, I observed a fellow passenger dash ...
Transit Tales: Commuter Etiquette 101