Thought from yesterday’s commute after a lady smushed down right next to me with her giant stash of makeup:
It really grosses me out when someone sits right beside you (or anywhere near you for that matter) on the Metro and proceeds to apply full makeup—foundation, eyeliner, mascara?! Ewww— inches from my own face?? I feel icky like I’m trapped in their bathroom with them while they floss their teeth and trim nose hairs. To me, anything more than applying lipstick is not commute-kosher.
It really grosses me out when someone sits right beside you (or anywhere near you for that matter) on the Metro and proceeds to apply full makeup—foundation, eyeliner, mascara?! Ewww— inches from my own face?? I feel icky like I’m trapped in their bathroom with them while they floss their teeth and trim nose hairs. To me, anything more than applying lipstick is not commute-kosher.
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Don't even get me started about people who clip their fingernails on the metro
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