So I thought myself lucky as I entered the train on the red line coming home from work. There were several available seats. I wouldn't have to stand for 40 minutes. But about halfway home entered Ms. Loudmouth Cell Phone Talker. You know who I'm talking about. It's that person that has a loud voice to begin with and now they're talking on a cell phone so it just gets amplified even more so everyone within a block can experience their conversation.
Now I'm not going to start babbling about the good ol' days when we got along just fine without being in constant communication with each other. I can't go anywhere without my cell phone and I use it often enough in public to know not to throw stones at others that do as well. But at least I try to be somewhat considerate of those around me. I try to remember that just because I'm outside doesn't mean I have to shout. The mics on these phones are pretty good. The phone doesn't even reach your mouth so you should know it's gonna pick up your voice without shouting unless you happen to be talking to Bruce Willis from the flight deck of an aircraft carrier.
So even though I had my headphones on I had to endure this loudmouth who used the word stoked about 11 times. Who the hell says stoked anymore? I guess the peeps whos said it in the first place. I supposed in a few years some kid will be making fun of me on the train for saying peeps. At least there was some relief and amusement from the other passengers as we gave each other the Geez! Is she talking to someone on Mars?! look.