Never Trust a Big Butt and a Smile.

Okay, now that I have your attention.

This morning I got a seat on the T. Which lately has become near impossible.
When we stopped at Boston University West, this older woman got on the T. Now normally in a situation like this, my first instinct is to offer her my seat. But not this time.

This woman had on head to toe fur. FUR! Who still wears fur! There was no way that this was the fake stuff. She looked like a mother-effing bear people.

There was no way in hades that I was moving my nice and comfortable toasty ass to accommodate her.
Naturally, I avoided eye contact with her the entire trip.

Was I wrong here?