Heh! Someone just did not like me sitting in front of me.
I get on my train yesterday morning. I was trying to buy the monthly pass so was among the last few ppl boarding. I usually sit next to the door (easy in easy
out). My normal seat was taken. But this is a set of twin seats facing each
other so I plunk myself across from her. She was a blonde,
probably in her
50s, short hair, eye liner and a lined face. She had a coffee cup in her hand.
As I settled in and nodded a hello to them (a regular who sits across the aisle)
and a few other regulars straggling in after me, I noticed her staring me down.
I gave her a quick look and in my mind I am like..
“You have a problem
I am a few seconds from asking her if she had never seen a guy
She looks away and then as I turn to look at the newspaper that
Tim has opened up across his face, she gets up and goes to find a seat
I am like that’s a first for me.
Tim looks up: “She changed
Me: Looks like she did not like the looks of me.
Me: I also
have that effect on some folks that makes them want to change seats.
You sound like our train conductor (John) documented here and here.
Me: some of that rubs off ya know.
Maybe she just wanted to sit someplace else with no one sitting across from her then she was in the wrong part of the coach.
Maybe she did not like sitting across from a “Asian/Hispanic”
looking guy ;-). I was just happy she got up and left and I got my seat back.;-)
I am not proprietary about where I sit. It is not assigned seating
anyways. But a part of me seemed to relish her discomfort. No clue why and don’t
analyze this or me. ;-)
On The Other Train
The time when I am taking my other train in to work in the morning, a lot of
folks on the train are dozing off. As I settle down my bottom on the synthetic
fabric seat wondering about the microscopic denizens that inhabit them, I notice
the woman to my left.
She is dressed in a dark long jacket, blue gloves, a
white cap and she is slumped over. Her head is almost on her chest, deep in
sleep. I notice the black backpack on the floor next to her. There is a book in
one of the sleeves of the backpack, and the title jumps out at me right away!
“Hermeneutics as theological prolegomena – A canonical approach”. Try saying
that fast a few times.
I figured it was a religious book of sorts.
googled it when I got to work. link
I also had
to look up the meaning of hermeneutics - the science of interpretation, esp. of
Prolegomena - a preliminary discussion; introductory essay,
as prefatory matter in a book; a prologue.
I also noticed that the women
jabbering on in Spanish non-stop were rather quiet today. A welcome relief I
MikeJohn our train conductor that I have blogged about here and here,
is now on a different shift for a while. His wisecracks and witticisms will be
missed. But now he gets to see a completely different set of eye candy and I am
sure when he comes back on our train he will have more to tell us.
I heard a BBC reporter ask someone from the CBC (Canadian Broadcasting
Corp) about their country’s interest in the midterm elections happening next
week in the US. They are of course following this closely, but what struck me
was that Canada, despite having its own version of a conservative government
does not have whacky fundamentalist religious groups like the ChristianCoalition
or the Moral Majority. They seem so much more sensible in some ways (especially
these days) compared to folks in the US.