Open letter n.1
To the Guy on the redline who wouldn’t stop looking at me today:
I thought it was very cute of you to have an earphone splitter on your mp3 player to share the music with who I’m assuming was your girlfriend. There’s something very tender about sharing the musical soundtrack of your train ride around the city with someone you care for. But just because she couldn’t see who or what you were looking at while she had her head resting on your shoulder doesn’t mean you should stare at other girls. Seriously.
