An open letter to THAT guy:

Look, I don’t think of myself as a very demanding girl but you have GOT to stop clipping your nails while I’m trying to read next to you on the train. It is not ok. And just because I quit my 100 push up challenge a bit early doesn’t mean I haven’t thought about using the little arm strength I have to snatch up those clippers and use them as a weapon against you. My book, along with the other passengers on this train, deserve a better environment than you. You are worse than I-listen-to-Puddle-of-Mudd-at-volume-11 guy. Maybe I can’t concentrate on my reading right now and you’ll eventually stop so I can get back to my book, but for now, we are not friends. Also, you make me want to go on a vacation far away.

Hoping this is your stop,

Laura