An open letter

This is an open letter to all middle-aged women travelling on public transportation. Stop looking at me like I owe you my seat. I need not give you my seat, nor do I owe it to you, I am sitting in it an that makes it mine until I get off the Metro/Bus. You are middle-aged so what? I am just as tired as you at the end of the day plus I am bringing home shit pay from a shit job and I expect that you are making more than that, at least your costume leads me to believe asmuch. I will gladly offer my seat to seniors, those with grey hair, not the premature grey that some people get in their thirties but the real stuff. You ladies dont have grey hair and not that much separates us in age. Oh, it would be the gentlemanly thing to do to give a woman a seat. Well screw that honey, you lost that gentlemanly touch when you got your equality. Your my equal now remember. Equal pay, equal rights etc.. well that includes equal rights for me to sit in my god damn chair without you trying to make me feel guilty. Oh you say but what about being chivalrous or charming, well missy next time I can compliment a pretty woman in an office without fear of a sexual harrasment suit than Ill rethink my charming act for now its me no oggle, me no give up seat. You dont like that? Well tough titties, you asked for it.