whoa... as I was standing at squan station this morning trying to balance my handbag, my laptop and my coffee... the 7:47am train going south to bay head pulled up...
HOT YOUNG CONDUCTOR ACTION!
seriously... the guy was about 6 feet tall, good complexion, brown hair, brown eyes and then as he was hanging out the door of the train, looked at me, smiled and said "good morning!" then the door closed and he smiled again and tipped his hat...
okay. fine. HE can have a raise...
*sigh* why couldn't he be on the RRE (which, by the way, so far we're only at belmar and already we have a LOUD family going to the city... some grandfather yelling at the grandson about how if he "keeps drinking that aspartame" he's going to turn into his "grandma with the dementia" (not for nothing, Pops, but what you've been prattling on about for the last 5 minutes sounds like you've been hitting the ol' aspartame yerself...
hey, the way the passengers on this train are shaping up, it's not "Take Your Loud-Mouthed Snot Nosed Kids To Work Day" today right? because it's like a bloody kid yapfest convention this morning.
::: plunked in on my treO:::
