Goes to the jack hole trying to get on the commuter rail this morning and ramming into me as I was trying to get off the train.
This idiot had his head down buried in his I-phone while trying to board, had no idea people were trying to get off, knocking an almost full cup of Starbucks onto my 50 dollar shirt, nearly burning the shit out of me.
Now, what could be so important on your I-phone that had you hypnotized?
What I'm wondering is how this ass wipe worked all day today with his I-phone that I shoved up his ass.