Move.
It's rush hour. We are desperately clinging onto the nearest person's backpack for dear life in the hopes that we can push them far enough into the subway car so we can squeeze ourselves in like a sausage casing. Stop staring straight ahead and pretending like you didn't notice you're the entire reason all these people are dog piling into this tiny little car. It's simple, turn your body a full 180 degrees so we can all happily sardine each other on our merry way to work. Just because you're wearing diva sunglasses does not mean you can act like one. It is fair game on the subway. Move, or someone will happily cough into your mouth leaving you worried for weeks wondering what you will contract soon.
[Photo by @subwaycreatures]