Sometimes your BART ride doesn’t go exactly as planned. Maybe it’s the end of a long week and you just want to get home as soon as possible. Perhaps you’ve got somewhere you have to be at a specific time, like the airport or something, and you just have to get on this train or else. Whatever the justification, for some reason public transportation has the ability to turn normally polite, civil folks into complete assholes only looking out for themselves.
Take, for instance, a recent trip I experienced this past Friday: