Lucky to find a seat: Or so I thought.

I got on a Brooklyn bound L at Union Square; it wasn't very crowded (for rush hour) but I was still lucky to find a seat. Or so I thought.

I sat between this asshole and another guy. As soon as I sat down, though, this guy (who is obviously pretty large) squeezed closer to me rather than making room. He had plenty of room to move over, but instead sat smugly in place. Just you're average dick, I thought, until he started rubbing his arm against my ribs, and resting his hand between our thighs. Giving him the benefit of the doubt I asked politely, "Could you move over just a bit?"

"No," he said, at which point I realized what his other hand was doing, "I like letting bitches know that they shouldn't sit where their big asses don't fit. At that a woman across from us said, "You're taking up more room than her and him [the guy next to me] combined!" I don't know if she or anyone else noticed what was going on in his pants. I snapped a blurry pic (I was upset) as I got off at the next shop, and congratulated him on making the site. But I didn't feel the winner in the situation. Sometimes even such a great outlet as Holla Back just isn't enough.

Submitted by Hannah