It's the holidays, a time when NY'ers shine

Dear fellow subway riders,

Ladies and gentlemen, it's cold and flu season again, and I've noticed that your favorite activity during this year is coughing on me, sneezing on me, or just making disgusting snorting choking noises within 4 inches of my ear. The polite ones cough or sneeze into their hands and then promptly attempt to touch every square inch of space possible on the pole, doors or surrounding seats. Please stop, you contagious disease-breeders.

Greetings, person who doesn't fit there. Yes, you. You don't fit in that seat because you are carrying half of Macy's with you and a large purse full of things that are undoubtedly completely necessary. No, elbowing me won't make you and your huge purse fit. Neither will glaring, more elbowing, kicking, or ignoring me completely. I am made of matter and so are you and no amount of pretending will make you able to occupy the same space as me. Also, please stop wiping your germ-infested hands on my coat.

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