After a long and exhausting day, a young woman finally settled into her seat on the train, hoping for a peaceful ride home.

She closed her eyes, ready to drift into some much-needed rest.

But her hopes were quickly dashed by the man sitting next to her, who whipped out his phone and began speaking loudly enough for the entire train car to hear.

“Hi, sweetheart, it’s John! I’m on the train,” he announced.

“Yes, I know it’s 6:30, not 4:30, but I had a long meeting.”

“No, honey, I wasn’t with Cathy from Accounts—I was with the boss, I swear.”

“You’re the only one in my life. Yes, I’m sure, dear.”

For a solid fifteen minutes, the conversation dragged on, his voice dominating the space and testing the patience of everyone around him.

Finally, the young woman had enough. She leaned in close to him, then spoke loudly into his phone:

“John, darling, hang up and come back to bed already.”

The train car erupted into laughter, and John’s face turned bright red. He hung up instantly.

And from that day on, John never made another loud phone call in public.