I don’t care about your job at Scotia Capital.
I don’t care about how great you are and how many houses you own and how people inside Scotia Capital are fighting for your brainpan.
I don’t care about your views on the technology sector, especially since you clearly don’t understand a thing about it.
I don’t want to hear the 4,837 reasons you have on how leaving Calgary for Toronto is hard.
You have been talking non-stop since we boarded. I forgot my iPod so can’t drown you out.
For the love of dog, SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!
Since I can’t say it to him politely, I’ll just type it.
There. I feel better.
Update: 10min after I typed this, the poor guy who was stuck beside him moved to the very back of the train car. It was nice and quiet after that.