Some things are now considered so wrong, that strangers might call you out for doing them
I was on a tram recently and I heard an unmistakable sound. It was a low but loud-enough “tsk.” I would have turned around to see what had raised this woman’s ire on such a crowded Melbourne tram, but it was hard to move because I was wearing a massive backpack.
The “tsk, tsk,” was right behind my ear now. Could it be … directed at me?