I'm on the bus going home from work. Generally, I keep to myself and ignore world around me. So this man sits near me and asks of not to snitch on him he he opens his bottle. I don't say anything, I just get up and go to another seat. I don't know what he had in his bottle, but judging by how the bus driver told him he can't have an open container on the bus and ordered him off, one can probably assume that it wasn't diet coke he was drinking.... (yes, Pierce Transit is dry).
Had he not asked me not to snitch, he probably could've gotten away with it. This is one of those areas where I could really care less what you're doing, but asking me to cover-up is crossing the line.
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