Disgruntled Commuter

And it wasn’t even the Quiet Coach

October 18, 2007 · 9 Comments

Looking up from my paper this evening I randomly caught the eye of the girl across the aisle who was talking briskly and a little volubly into her phone. In truth, up until then I had barely registered her conversation, but the effect on her was immediate and electric. Putting her hand over her mouth, she stopped speaking for almost a minute and then, mortified, said in a stage whisper into her phone ‘I was talking too loud’. She cringed back into the furthest seat and completed her call in an undertone, as quickly as she could.

It would appear I have inadvertently perfected my Commuter Death Stare. Now all I need to do is find a more worthy victim to unleash it on…

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