No, really, I'm not a slob

EnuhCork has a solution to a vexing T issue: Sitting down next to an empty seat covered in free newspapers and then getting the hairy eyeball from people who get on the train after you who think you're a slob of epic proportions:

I took both of the papers, folded them up, and put them on the floor. I stepped on them so they wouldn't go anywhere.

And then at his stop, he picked them up and put them in a recycling bin.