so I slept on the train (caught the 7:20 out of squan which meant I had to switch in newark)
as I was waiting for the train to pull into newark I was standing in the vestibule and some cute guy starts asking me about what track the connection pulls into... I start chatting... then I feel my cheek...
I HAD SLEEP DROOL HALF DRYING ON MY CHEEK...
the vestibule was dark. don't think he noticed except then he followed me to track one... where i'd just run up 46 steps (with the flu) and was ready to pass out. breathing heavily. mouth went dry as paste (dried paste) and the slobber was still half on my face.
the sad thing is, he looked like a young tom hanks... he's about 5 rows back, i've de-drooled myself... know that he works at 46 & madison... so if you see an ad on the teevee about a slobberchop chick... guess who the inspiration was....
::: plunked in on my treO:::
