Im on Alesse.

Loading on to a packed streetcar, a man who is limping and using a cane stands while a 13 year old boy absorbed in his hand-held video game, oversized headphones and all, sits. If I ever raise a son, he will be trained to grab that kid by the scruff of his overpriced jacket and make him stand while ushering the limping cane-using man to the seat he deserves.

Just trying to cross the street people.

You know what an awesome feature of a car is – turn signals. They let me know that you are turning when I am waiting for you to pass while struggling to keep my balance with my extra large Ikea bag full of a weeks worth of laundry including bedding and towels, not that you notice this as you are too busy talking on your cell phone and not signaling. Thank-you for contributing to my future bad shoulder you fucking jerk.