Seriously?

I got to the train station to discover that my train was already pulling in. I started hauling ass and barely made it through the doors. Nice. Happy Tuesday.

The train is already packed and I have committed to being "that girl", so I force my way in. It's tight in there and I see that the man to my right has plenty of room next to him. I ask, "Excuse me, could you scoot down a bit?" I thought my request was pretty reasonable, given the fact that people were going to be piling in at the next stop...and the one after that...and after that...and so on.

He says, "I'm all set."

Huh. Well, fuck you too.