Obeasts riding night trains: How to rid people of sleep I travel on night trains very often, around 200 nights in the last few years. Usually, I book into 6-bed compartments, they're cozy enough and I don't mind other people. Most of them share a smile and just want to have a good night's rest anyway. Over the last years, the obese have been by far the biggest (heh) reason for fair amounts of lost sleep. My anxiety already kicks in when I see an obeast getting on the train. Luckily, especially older night train cars are shitlords. Anything bigger than a smallfat won't fit through the doors, but the newer cars allow them to pass through to the compartments. I developed a fairly good sense of eyeballing their risk of snoring, and boy, do they snore. Over the years, I identified several classes of snorers.  Those with a lot of visceral fat deposits are the worst. They sound like they suffocate any minute, with low-pitched and long snores which tear through any earplug, and it's almost impossible to wake them up. I once kicked the bed of one with both feet from below out of sheer desperation, and he didn't even budge. Others only snore on some breaths, but those snores are so loud that they wake themselves up in the process. Repeat dozens of times. Some also snore like a crescendo, they start gentle and snore up a thunderstorm after a few minutes. Also repeat dozens of times. It irrationally angers me to hear them snoring - all this "muh fat dossnt affekt yu" bullshit, your fat's ridding me of sleep. I paid extra for this bed, and it's not cheap. Your snoring means that you're asleep, blissfully unaware of your fat self waking and angering one to five other people in the compartment. AND you have the audacity to tell us to book single compartments if we can't live with snoring. You bluff it out by saying you didn't know you were snoring and we're just sensitive. How about YOU fuckhead pay 60 Euro more for a single compartment?! It's the night train equivalent of a second plane seat. I bet money that you KNOW you are snoring, but you fucking just don't care. I can even hear you from the neighboring compartment! And I didn't even start on the stink of your feet, your morning halitosis because you can't think of bringing a toothbrush onto a fucking NIGHT TRAIN, your sweaty clothes on the bed and the mess you leave for the already overworked staff. Since we all know that fatties won't change, I sometimes bite the bullet and book the expensive compartments when I know I really need to be rested. I hate to cave in, but it's sometimes the only way to stay sane. Stay away from public transport if you can't even follow the most basic rules of human coexistence.