Shitlording some entitled Russian lady on my morning commute This story may not be as juicy as others, but after it happened I immediately thought of FPH.  So let me preface this by saying that on Sunday mornings, the first subway car comes at around 8:45am. I get on at the very first stop of the line. There's typically quite a few people on the first train, but by no means was the subway car full of people needing seats. There were plenty of vacant seats. I like to write in my journal on the subway, so I had my backpack on the seat next to me (I was sitting on the end of a three person seat) while I wrote. Another lady, call her Bag Lady, put her belongings on the third seat of the trio. I raised my eyebrows but didn't say anything, as there was nobody else needing a seat at this time. It was a slow Sunday morning. So a few stations in, still nobody has asked anyone (bag lady and I weren't the only ones with bags on seats) to move their stuff so they could sit. This is the culture of our subway system, most people put their bags next to them unless it's rush hour. But if somebody wants to sit down, we move our stuff because duh, why wouldn't we? Enter Hambeast. She is russian or polish or something of the sort. She sits down next to some guy further down the car. A few stops later, she waddles over to Bag Lady and immediately starts yelling at her to move her stuff, that she needs to sit there. I was shocked that Hambeast was so rude from the get-go, which really started to ignite a fire within me. Bag Lady moved her things without saying anything, and Hambeast kept on berating her after sitting her fat ass down on the end (my backpack was on the seat between us). Hambeast periodically would glare over at me, and I knew she wanted me to move my bag, but I was waiting for her to say something.  After what seemed like ages of her working up the courage, she touched my backpack and exclaimed, "You! Why your stuff here when people want to sit down! Move it into your lap!" I calmly said to her that if somebody wanted to sit down (remember, there was next to nobody on this car, and nobody had even looked my way in need of a seat at this point) that they could ask me to move my bag and I would. Honestly, I just didn't want to comply to this bitch's entitled opinion that she got to boss people around. But she kept insisting I move it, causing a scene. So I picked up my bag and moved it into my lap. "There, since it fucking bothers you so much!" I say to her. She continues to be a bitch- "Yes, it DOES bother me." So I decide to shitlord her a little.  "Well, then maybe your big fat ass shouldn't be spilling out onto the seat if you're so concerned about space." I remark. "You never mind my fat ass! Look at your skinny ass!" Was what she could come up with. I LAUGHED.  "I will look at my skinny ass! I love looking at it, thank you! Thanks!" I'm getting more aggravated now.  "Maybe you should shut your big mouth and have respect for your elders." She retorted.  I reply, "I DO have respect for people, but only people who treat ME with respect, and don't talk down to me."  She continues to go on about how I have no class, etc. I just say sarcastically "Okay, thank you, thanks, have a good day, bye!!" And proceed to ignore her for the rest of the trip. When I stand up to get off the train, she yells "YEAH, YOU GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!" to which I maturely replied, "Why don't you go eat an asshole, you cunt?"  tl;dr: rude woman could've avoided being called a fatass had she just politely asked me to move my bag.