If you’re on the train listening to music through the speaker on your crappy little phone people aren’t looking at you because they admire your taste in funky beats. They’re wishing that you were dead, from something painful.
If you’re on the train listening to music through the speaker on your crappy little phone people aren’t looking at you because they admire your taste in funky beats. They’re wishing that you were dead, from something painful.
Ooooh get back behind your Metro! But yeah, you’re quite right. And other people don’t find that ringtone hilarious. And they don’t want to know about your run-in with that bastard in personnel. But they probably do quite like watching you send flirty text messages over your shoulder…