So I’m on the (approx) 7pm SF train from Bayfair and this jerk off gets on at Coliseum or Fruitvale. He plays switch the bag games around my bag (hanging from the seat) so I move mine completely out the way (trying to be nice). He then sits on the floor (blocking the exit door) and begins to groom himself like a mother monkey. All I could think about was his scalp skin flipping & flaking everywhere. Hey be careful buddy, you’re running out of hair up there. Calm down on the grooming. Save that for at home.