okay... so I am now on an even MORE riff-raffier train than the 7:50am one. (i was stuck on the parkway for an hour because some car flipped over. I made it 4 miles in an hour. joy.)
anyway... so in the past I've discussed witnessing people clip their toenails on the RRE, I've told you about the idiot changing a kid's funky diaper on the RRE (of course, I had the wrath of the mommy contingency on my ass with that post - of course, this isn't a mommy blog so I was well within my right to vent), i've discussed the princess and the knees (all are found in the surly schlep category, mind you)
but now, on the 9:06am out of long branch, some loon with baaaadly dyed "red" hair is at the end of the car I'm in - BLOW-DRYING HER HAIR... all 3 feet of it (i kid you not)
I didn't even know there were outlets on the trains.
oh I wish I were close enough to snap a photo.
and now I shall try to sleep to the roar of a Conair 3600.
::: plunked in on my treO:::
