I've shared somewhere on here before about cell phones and personal space and if you talk on your cell phone in my "space" your conversation is now my conversation and I get to look at you, listen and even comment! And if you get annoyed, duh, hang up or don't use the phone while sitting next to me on the train. I think I'll keep a log of these. Here's one from this morning:
Man in suit and tie with briefcase, Indian accent, late twenties:
"She got me sooo stressed out this morning. I don't need to be stressed out! Doesn't she know that I am the alpha male! I am the king of the pride! I need to be alone when i cry! It's a sign of weakness for a male to cry. I am the king of the pride!! I am the alpha male!"
I wanted to give the guy a standing ovation...but thought better of it....didn't want to make him cry!