You're annoying and rude. Do you see that you're being transported publicly? We all paid to be on this contraption, and you're imposing on the silence with your blatant disregard for the other passengers. Why have you decided it is acceptable to listen to music via your cell phone speaker?
Deep breath, close my eyes. The other side: It’s possible that you love music as much as I do and happen to have forgotten a personal listening apparatus. I’ll give it a chance, so I'm straining to hear the lyrics and even putting forth a halfhearted attempt to acknowledge the beat. Quickly frustrated, I give up because cell phone speakers suck and ya know what? So does that song! But perhaps you’re partaking in the same chill inducing music eargasm I achieve from my own personal selections of music. Maybe other passengers are even enjoy- nope, I glance around, the people who aren’t homeless and earbudless are tapping their feet in annoyance and glaring at you. I chuckle a bit. Amazing how in this moment I'm stricken by how much I strive for acceptance only to be humbled by how adverse I am to tolerance. Cause that's what that noise blaring out of your shitty cell phone speaker deserves, my tolerance and perhaps even more so the respect to play it through something a little more personal and a lot less tone deficient.
Resigned, I lean back in an attempt to dismiss you to carry on invading the section of this train with that racket while I carefully place my headphones over my ears. I blast the volume to ensure that it’s drowning out your trebled cacophony and I'm sure the elderly woman next to me can hear my music clearly. She sighs and closes her eyes, so yeah, she can definitely hear it. I don't turn it down, lost already in the tune and smiling humbly because your supposed ignorantly rude behavior just taught me a little bit about how much alike we are and how I'm totally willing to accept that.
