+I really do not want you to sit by me. Good evening, my lovely readers. How'd you make it to the computer you are sitting at reading this post on? I bet it was through a mode of transportation and if I'm lucky it was through the public transit system. And if so, did you see a bunch of strangers? Of course you did, that's the public part. The public are essential to supporting the transit system but they can also be the part I'd most like to remove from the picture. Picture this, you're sitting at the back of a stinky bus and the scariest man, or woman, you have ever seen in your life is walking down the center aisle. His foot steps pound on the metal floor as he approaches. Your heat beats faster as you look at the ground, trying to draw attention away from him. That's when you realize it. That's when you notice the empty seat beside you. Shit, fuck, damn it, crap! You tense up and try to awkwardly shift your weight as far away as you can from the empty landing zone. As he approaches he does sort of a double take and stares you down before sitting down. And from that point on, it's uncomfortable, smelly, and bad until you reach your stop. Because, you can't move because that would seem rude and you can't tell him to move because he'd probably knife you. So? What should we do? What could solve this life problem? Well, I just think the seats should have more room between them. It's not the most comfortable thing being elbow to elbow with a 700 lbs. man trying to eat his lunch and he keeps puncturing your lung with every lunge he takes at his salami on rye. Maybe I'm just stressed out and angry at the world for bumping into me all the time. Maybe it's just I can't see or talk to my girlfriend. Maybe it's just that exams are still looming over my head. Whatever the case, we need to seek retribution for this crime against humanity! Go burn down the Legislature or write a very snarky letter to your members of Parliament.