Three sub-annoyances:

Item a) You are sitting mere inches from your fellow pompous Ivy League student. There is no reason to yell. I don’t want to participate in your conversation about your pal Harry (who, it turns out, unfortunately has an apparent “social disorder” holding him back from really “shining” in his “fraternity activities”, poor guy) *

Item b) Cellphones are designed to carry your voice very long distances for you, there is no reason to bellow to increase the likelihood of your ramblings making it all the way to Aunt Sally in Louisiana.

Item c) Next time I will ask both Loud Talking entities to please respect the public setting they are in. I know this will shift the “resident dickhead” tag to me for the rest of the ride, but damn, it’s an hour and 20 minutes with this constant yelling. Weighing up the two options, I will have to select a quiet train full of people thinking I am a chop, to the clanging bell of other people’s yammering sneaking past my earbuds into my brain.

#2: Silly UI Prompts

There is no way to comply with Thunderbird’s instruction below.

#3: My increasingly (pending) inability to avoid buying a 1st gen iPhone

I just know gen2 will come out sporting twin turbo prop engines, useful load of 2240lbs and a service ceiling of 25,000 feet.

Notes:
* - But then we might not have data for fun things like this