Black Mirror

On the train this morning a woman sitting across from me was on her phone. She was sitting on the east side of the train and the morning sun was reflecting off her screen right into my eyes as I was trying to write. I politely pointed out that she was blinding me.

She looked at her phone, then at the sun and then back at her phone.

Confused she proclaimed that she didn’t know what she was supposed to do, got up and changed seats to a few rows back.


About Sean White

A self-made minus-millionaire.
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