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Headphones, too. The number of times someone has talked to me while I am listening to music. Noticeable things covering your ears with wires attached should be the universally accepted public place equivalent of the Do Not Disturb sign. We need to print it in books for kindergarteners and tell them what it means, just

See, I think the rule should be more fastidiously applied in plane settings. I am an anxious flier, I hate enclose places, especially ones seven miles above the ground, I hate criminally expensive WiFi that won’t do Netflix, and reading is the only solace I have from horrible stomach aches and migraines. Up there, you

I (a man) have actually encountered a few women who would do well to learn this rule. Twice on a bus, on the same day, two different women I had never met before seemed to be following the same script wherein they would ask about the book, then about how interesting it was, then about the writer.