Rude Much?

Why is it that people feel the right to be rude in the morning? Better yet, why do people feel it's actually OK to push their way around on the metro on the way to work? You know what? We are ALL trying to get to work in one piece. And alot of you (in fact a good majority) are not hourly, you are salary. So, what is your rush--is your life going to end if you take the train that is DIRECTLY behind the crammed one you are so desperate to get onto? I'll bet you anything that the next train has room, and you will only be about 5 minutes behind the one that you are holding up because you refuse to move the hell away from the closing doors.

This morning I thought I was just going to lose it. A man who was walking with his wife actually pushed me into the cement wall. Yes. Pushed me. So, I pushed back, because oddly enough, I don't like being pushed into walls. He starts yelling at me (oh yes!! this is true!) that I shouldn't be pushing him, and that he is trying to follow his wife. Okay, first, not to be rude, but your wife isn't a small lady. I'm sure if you got separated for a minute, you'd friggin' find her. Second of all-YOU pushed ME! I was simply self defending. I told him such, to which he replied with "I'm trying to follow my wife!!!" So I yelled, "well, you don't have to be a dick about it, we are all trying to walk here." And then, the words that came out of his mouth were icing on the cake: "You do not want to push me, because I'm bigger than you and in the end I'll win."

Yes, this asshole who was huge was threatening all 5'3 of me. All I could yell back was "I think it's horrible that you would threaten a woman." And walked away. I had about a billion things in mind to say, but I didn't. I wish I had. I think it's nice Mr. Asswipe that you want to take the metro with your wife, but it's rush hour, and you need to acknowledge that there are about 500 other people milling about, and that pushing a girl that is less than half your size and weight is a dick move. So there!

And for you other metro takers, be nice-because I may look small, but I'm not afraid to stand up for myself and tell you where to shove it.