Days like Patriot's Day, aka Marathon Monday, in Boston remind me of why I think there should be an etiquette handbook printed on the back of subway cards and tickets, or a crash course in politeness before you can enter a train station. Most YoPros have to take some form of public transportation in order to get to and from work each day, and the bozos we're forced to ride with daily are bad enough. When you multiply that with a Red Sox game and the Boston Marathon, you have a regular idiot convention trapped in Park Street station. This problem isn't confined to Boston, and exists in DC, New York City, and in other cities. For those of you moving to the big city when you graduate or for those who drive to work but catch the subway to see the occasional sports game, here are the 10 Commandments of Public Transportation:
