To the asshole whistling in a coffee and sandwich take-out place on Gottingen: Shut. The. Fuck. Up. Maybe your mother has always praised your whistling: "Oh, my beamish Boy, you sound just like a nightingale!" But the rest of us consider your non-consensual whistling to be aural assault. Next time ask first. Some of us have a headache. Some of us just quit smoking. And some of us resent your arrogant sense of entitlement to space that isn't yours. STFU. —Ain't whistling Dixie