On the misuse of domestics

"Stop it! Stop it!" screamed the young lady as her boyfriend (I assume) attempted to calm her down at 2:35am Monday morning. This was at the streetcar stop in front of my building and this possibly, or usually normal human being was letting all the crazy out. Could it have been a bad Valentine's day? An awful gift? Cheating? A break-up? Whatever it was, I hope you know, I don't care. The point is, keep your domestics private. In public, maintain the status quo. And to the screaming and unstable woman, this message: calm down, you're giving us non-crazy women a bad reputation, ya know?