OP, I’m with option #2, I try to be considerate in public. Pisses me off when people go to Starbucks while I’m studying to have bullsh*t convos about their personal lives for hours on end.
I witnessed this once on a train in Philadelphia, when a smaller Indian dude asked a huge black lady if she could please be quieter on her cell phone. You could just see every guy on the train look at him with this horrified yet sad expression, like “What have you done you poor, poor, misguided bastard.” Oh man, she tore into him and got in his face for like the next 5 minutes with her girlfriend holding her baby for her and holding her back by her purse strap. It was amazing. Lol. Oh well. Poor guy was just like what the hell.
^ I’m actually surprised there is not a naming convention for hurricanes after black females. Could you imagine how wrathful a Hurricane Laquanda would be?
^ I see you ignored the post I dug up. You know…The one you aspired to be a CPA. You dont want you bourgie/Investment banking/groupie friends to know about your humble past. SMH how soon people forget. I bet you were a democrat back then! TRAITOR
^ Yeah ok homie. You can use the search function. Good for you. Hey, did you pay that $2k back yet? And how does it feel getting walked all over for gum day in and day out?