Yes, I do consider it rude to not awknoledge someone who is sitting in the seat right next to you on the subway. You may think that you're a hotshot that every girl wants, every girl except me, but you're not.
You wouldn't move no matter what. I tapped you-silence. I spoke to you- you turned your head the other way. I tried stepping over your legs-you moved more in my way.
And as a result of this, I wasn't able to get off until your stop, which was five stops away from mine. Five!
And even though you most likely forgot about me the moment you stepped off the subway, I still remember you, even without learning your name.
Elizabeth Lynn Martin
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To Anyone That Cares
RandomA collection of letters to anyone that cares. Letters to people who caused me to never forget them, even well after they forgot me.
