A lost traveler tentatively boarded the train and looked around. This may or may not be the first train he has been on. I am guessing he is about 34, balding, and wide-eyed. He has a small town wonderment about him, so I was a little annoyed when people wouldn't answer his simple questions about stops.
I helped him which took no time, and then went back to hating the asshole next to me who is a combination of Captain Axe Bodyspray, Mr. Elbows, and Sir Rude public phone conversation.
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