I take the train everyday to and from work. To be honest, I have a love/hate relationship with public transportation. I love it because it's relatively faster than driving through the city at peak hours, saves me some gas, and the train line I take is probably as clean as it's going to get in this city. I hate it because it gets crowded, REALLY crowded, maybe half the population in any given car has showered that day, and when it gets hot out it gets smelly. Seriously, how do people not know they smell? I KNOW when I smell a little funky...like after gardening all afternoon in 85 degree weather. I would not consider stuffing myself into a boxy train car after that. But the rest of Chicago doesn't seem to mind. It baffles.
Smelly people...that was not my point. My point was that this morning, as I stuffed my rotund self into a packed train car at 7:30am, I noticed a seated gentleman (and I use that term extra sarcastically in this instance) give me the once over, rest his eyes on my protruding stomach area, look ME straight in the eye, and go back to reading his paper. Oh I could have KILLED him on the spot. Now, I am not one to demand that all pregnant women get a seat on a crowded train. I understand that seats during rush hour are rare and to be protected with your entire being. However, I cannot condone a young man, no more than 30 years old, basically note that a near 6 months pregnant woman is standing in front of him and then IGNORE that fact to go back to reading his WSJ. Where the hell is this man's mother? I should ream her out too.
I had to stand for the duration of my train ride while this douche read his paper and periodically checked his phone for messages. If I was wearing pointy shoes and had been about 6 inches closer he would have had an "accidental" kick to the shins (or balls if accessible) as I exited the train. I hope he had a shitty day at work and got fired.
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That is totally worthy of a kick to the balls.
When I was pregnant, I found people on the NYC subway to be MUCH more gracious to me than people in Chicago.
He sounds like a smart ass who would have said something like "I didn't want to call you fat" if you'd confronted him, when its obvious he could tell you're pregnant.
This is where some acting might come in handy. Like some heavy breathing and holding your belly and looking like you are in pain a little bit. Then you can get the train sentiment to lean in your favor and shame him into giving up his seat. You deserve to sit, you might just have to ham it up a little to do it.
What an ass! He SO deserved a pointy stiletto to the sack. (Sorry for the French).
He definitely deserved a swift kick.
He definitely deserved a swift kick.
Whether or not you needed the seat, for him to at least not offer his own up to you is shitty manners.
I've been living down south for too long because this just made my draw drop. Not cool at all.
On a crowded bus once in Chicago, when I was in my last trimester, a young man got up and gave his seat to THE HOTTIE GIRL next to me! I'm still pissed. If for no other reason than letting me sit down would have freed up so much more room for everyone standing. They need some PSA posters on public transportation about this.
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