am sitting on the 8:05pm train out of penn station... had to work late since I am off tomorrow and monday...
I am the first on the train...
see, I was standing near the track1/2 gate in the newer area and some guy - plain clothes - says to me "where's the long branch train?" and I said "it should be on track 1, they haven't posted it yet."
he then waves a key at me that's attached to his hip and says with a wink, "it's on track 2...." I had a blank look (am tired) then he said "so if you want a jump on the crowd... follow me"
hell yeah... not thinking about london or anything else except a comfy well-placed seat on the ride home.
we get down to the bowels of track 2 and the train is locked. he wields said key again... and I think to myself, hmmm he doesn't have his hat or coat. all he has is his backpack (which could've been construed as a "suspicious" one... had it not been attached to his shoulder)...
the key worked, I boarded, he boarded... and conductors raced towards us...
my new friend (name unknown) produced his credentials (i'm glad someone had the right mind to question him as opposed to me.) and we were on.
all's swell... the train is just pulling out of the station. I have a good seat. train is packed though.
::: plunked in on my treO:::
