Because in ten years of honorable commuting have never managed to make me "friends by train," I thought maybe I could start to make enemies. Actually I never wanted to make friends. The idea of \u200b\u200bhaving to share my travels with groups of morning commuters shouting and perky from the first light of dawn, I was always terrified.
What kind of life do these idiots? To rejoice in what they have to take an early morning train dirty?
Maybe so happy to get away from his wife and their children, that even the idea of \u200b\u200ba trip to the inconvenience of traveling cans Trenitalia puts them in a good mood. Lucky them.
For me, those hours of the morning are a zombie with anger. Mordo anyone put one foot in my living space, which is equivalent to a circle of 2 meters in diameter around me, and carefully avoids everyone I know, because they could be come the unhealthy idea of \u200b\u200bsaying goodbye and maybe sit next to me.
So I decided that the best solution would be to me a number of enemies. I could hate obnoxious people in peace, thereby venting the natural human instinct to conflict with its neighbor.
My enemies are many and growing every day.
on trains is not difficult to find, because the environment encourages the worst instincts and behaviors the reprehensible people.
So welcome to my carriage, sit as far away from me, otherwise you could end up in here ...
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