What unforgettable experiences did you have on the train?

Once, I took the train and sat in a hard seat. A devout female Christian woke up at six in the morning. She closed her eyes and began to pray. I want to make milk tea. When I open the pulp, it is difficult to take it out. In addition, I may have pushed too hard, and a small box of pulp spilled all over the floor and sprayed the face of a Christian who was praying. I was frightened, felt offended by the gods and even said I was sorry. But she didn't even open her eyes. . . A face of milk tea pulp was not wiped off until half an hour later.