There is nothing worse than being unaware of something that makes you the target of conversation for those around you and having no one to warn you about it. Whether its having something in your teeth, or up your nose, or on your face. It makes it ten times worse when that is happening on the subway.
People who ride the subway tend to tune out everyone else's existence the minute they step onto the platform. There are no friends down there. There is an impenetrable protective bubble that forms around every single individual. No one wants to be bothered. No one wants to be disturbed. And no one wants to bother or disturb any one else.
So, of course, when the girl who was sitting across from me on the Green Line, C train got up at her stop, fly down, she was out of luck. I wanted to say something, but those are not the subway rules. I can't break the bubble and connect with another human on the subway. So I had to watch her exude confidence with her fly down for everyone to see. I guess I could say she deserved it. I mean, its relatively simple to keep your fly closed. You do your business, pull your pants up, close the button and zip up the fly - its the entire routine. Not exactly rocket science!
So there you have your lesson #5. Simply put, remember to zip up after putting your pants on before you get on the subway.
