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I was the person on the brown line this morning who was sniffling every 20 seconds and then had a nasty hack-fest of a coughing fit before exiting the train.

Yes, my hands were used to wipe my nose and cover my coughs (what choice did I have??), and since I was standing, those germs were inevitably transferred to the metal handrail I was holding to be enjoyed by the next unlucky person to come along. Hopefully that person has a robust immune system.

Uggghh. People like me disgust me.

This is my formal apology. I’m gross, and I’m sorry. (I don’t know if you could tell, but I was giving myself a dirty look the whole time.)

Now I’m going to go swimming in a vat of self-loathing Purell. Because your health is important to me.