Invasion on the 7 train

Alright US Open people - it is so obvious when you've boarded the 7 - bright pique shirts and special sun caps, accents unmistakably honed outside New York - hints of the left coast and elsewhere, in decibels louder than our usual tone.

You need to know that your train behavior is kind of obnoxious. New York may seem like it's roaring at all time, the 7 train may look wild on the outside - but it's really pretty tame. We commuters are just trying to get home quietly, read a book, stare out the window. I don't need to hear about your friend looking pregnant, don't need to know about how you don't know where "Mets Stadium" is, and I certainly don't want to feel you falling on me when you don't hold on.

So just like we can keep our voices down in libraries and holy spaces, let's practice that on the subway too. It's a refuge for us commuters, from demanding jobs and crazy streets. You're on turf when you hit the train, so keep it down!