I had the most delicious experience riding the subway to work yesterday morning.
The train was packed to the gills, as usual. It was difficult to make room for the people exiting the train at each stop. A tourist — I could tell by his khaki shorts and bulky suitcase — was sitting comfortably in a seat; those around him stood.
Seeing me having to step this way and that to make room for others, he loudly remarked to his friend, “I think this guy needs a train-riding lesson.”
I heard him, loud and clear. Discretion being the better part of valor, I held my tongue.
A couple of stops later, he and his friend got off the train. He stumbled and had a bit of trouble navigating to the exit. I took the opportunity to look him right in the eye and calmly tell him, “I think you need a train-riding lesson.”
He audibly groaned. The look of embarrassment on his face was priceless.
Inertia Wins! 