Some days I have a clear picture of what is right and what is wrong. Per yesterday’s post, there are unspoken rules that are pretty obvious. When they occur, passengers are fazed, or are at least slightly less apathetic than usual.
Other days, I am just not sure. There is one Muni seating situation that never fails to throw me because it seems wrong yet fazes no one but me: Blockit No Pocket.
You know how much I love sitting in The Pocket. As much as I love that, other people love sitting in the Blockit without anyone sitting in The Pocket. In general, I do not understand the habit of sitting in the aisle seat to block off the window seat. It’s not like I can’t see the empty seat next to you.
Worse than this is when I attempt to sit in the window seat and the aisle-sitter does not get up, but merely twists aislewards so I can attempt to smush past or climb over.
Don’t be that guy. I mean that with love and compassion and gender neutrality. Don’t make your preference — which is everyone’s preference, by the way, not to sit next to a stranger who might poop on you — anyone else’s problem. Just sit like a responsible adult, out of the way of other people. And get off the phone!
HIDWtS Rating: Yes, I am bossy today.
[box type=”shadow”]I ride a shuttle to work. It is a really nice shuttle and the first time I have ever had this luxury, causing me to overthink pretty much every aspect of it, especially where to sit. And now I overthink where I decide to sit in every open-seating situation, so I’m writing about it in a series called How I Decide Where to Sit.[/box]