a train story for if you're bored
I met a cute boy on my train on thursday. he was on the platform and I followed him into my train; he sat in one of the only 2 seats left in the entire car (the other being in the same seat thing). it was as if it was staged. so of course I sat next to him (it was more like 'ahh...well okay.. if I must.') and I overheard him say something about hi-def on the phone (staged I tell ya.). 'cause I wasn't gonna say anything, but then it was 'hey something to talk about.' followed by 'no, can't.' and then he opened his book and it was too late. and I had like 3 stops left and I had to. but I couldn't. self: "would you just do it? you're never gonna see him again. so say something. now. okay. or now. maybe now. dammit. 2 more stops. NOW"
me: hey sorry to interrupt, I overheard you say somethin bout hi def on the phone, do you work in tv?
so yeah he works at some post production place in the city. and we talked about work and what we've done and stuff (I think he just graduated). and I forgot what I was saying at one point 'cause I got distracted (..by his face :-[ .. heh. heh.) it was bad. and there was a pause in conversation right at the exact second when the train was slowing down enough to say 'this is my stop.' (not just staged, but scripted). oh yeah his name is jeff. and he prolly has a girlfriend.
the end!
me: hey sorry to interrupt, I overheard you say somethin bout hi def on the phone, do you work in tv?
so yeah he works at some post production place in the city. and we talked about work and what we've done and stuff (I think he just graduated). and I forgot what I was saying at one point 'cause I got distracted (..by his face :-[ .. heh. heh.) it was bad. and there was a pause in conversation right at the exact second when the train was slowing down enough to say 'this is my stop.' (not just staged, but scripted). oh yeah his name is jeff. and he prolly has a girlfriend.
the end!