Having not yet been called into jury questioning, The Dootz ruminates on proximity, and when close is too close.
"I don't understand why people sit right next to you when there are numerous open seats alone. She's an old lady."
The Dootz poses a good question, one that shows off her inquisitive nature, a characteristic intrinsic to any good juror. But to the point--on the train, in a bus, on a bench, why do people feel the need to cram up your ass when there is room elsewhere? To flirt? To feel a human connection? To keep warm? TMT finds not one of these solutions acceptable. That's right; wear a coat.
Or you could take it another way, as a compliment and reassurance; you do not smell. For, as bad as it is to have people sit right next to you when there are seats elsewhere, the opposite is sometimes worse. To ride a packed train, whose only empty seats are the ones next to you--now that is uncomfortable.
Thursday, March 6, 2008
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