The People on the Train

After you take a train enough times you start to recognize certain people who take the train with you.

1. The Fat Lady- I would guess every stop has one. She would be the biggest woman on the platform or in the train car. The lady by my train must be about 5 foot 8 or so. I don't know how much she weighs. As I've never spoken to her before, I suppose it would be rude to walk up to her and ask her how much she weighs. That's probably not a very good icebreaker. I would probably need to strike up a few conversations before I could pop the question.

2. The Cigar Pacifier- You ever notice how certain guys need to always have a cigar in their mouth whether lit or unlit. The guy by me just looks foolish. He's not clean shaven and has a basketball gut. I've never said a word to him so it's probably not a good idea to initiate a conversation with "Don't you ever take that fuckin cigar out of your mouth?" I need to work up to that. I wonder if I took pencils and stuck them in my ears and walked around the platform, he would recognize me as a kindred spirit. Maybe if I stuck them in my nostrils? No, I'm not going to shove them up my ass. That would be foolish.

3. Lady Daze- There's a pretty blonde woman that waits by my train. She has big hair and dresses rather plain. I suspect she may be a nurse or some sort of health care professional. She always seems to saunter along as if she's in some sort of fog. I think she has a ring so she's probably spoken for. Maybe she's unhappy or medicated or both? Once again, I've never spoken to her. It would be a bit pretentious of me to ask her why she always looks dazed and confused. I need to bond with her first. The confused part I got that nailed already. Now, I just need to look dazed.

I'll be introducing more of the people on my train as the weeks progress. And who know...I may make some new friends.