The whole ride, he vacillated between the smart phone on one side and the book on the other. He made no attempt to be discreet about it either.
When I was a little girl, my mother told me it was rude to read/watch over other peoples shoulders. Keep your eyes front and forward. To this day, if I catch my gaze wandering the guilt switch my mother implanted at birth triggers, and I immediately correct my error. Front and forward.