My Space
“This is my personal space!” exclaimed the young lady. “No, it isn’t,” said another passenger. However, the officer’s composure was soon wearing down. She went on, “I don’t care if I’m 90 pounds, 50 pounds, or 300 pounds; this is my personal room!” Jessica realized right away that everyone was making fun of her. Meanwhile, the officer had reached his limit. He’d had enough of all of this.
Get Her Off
“I want her off the train. Get her off the train,” he screamed angrily and motioned to his fellow passengers to do the same. The young lady was taken aback. She was taken aback by the fact that anyone could tell her what to do. “Do you like your personal space? You’ll get it outside,” he said as the passengers applauded in unison.