So here’s my morning. I’m running late since I told the alarm to f-off this morning, so I’m now in a rush to get ready. I finally get outta the house, and I catch the train one after the normal one I usually get, and shit, it’s pretty packed. I sit down next to this guy that’s snoozin’ away. I’m all bored, so I break out my Blackberry and start playing Texas Hold’em. The guy wakes up and immediately starts leaning over to watch the screen on my Blackberry. Ok, weird, but stranger things have happened on the train. Blah blah blah, playing my poker hands, and then I notice that this guy’s breathing so loud through his nose that it sounds like he’s been snorting snow pea’s into his nostrils or some shit. It’s really starting to get annoying, and I glance over at him in one of those "wtf jerkoff??" type of looks and I sware that I was looking at some cult leader. Looking at him, he’s got this cropped grey hair, and he’s wearing something akin to a Members Only jacket. He crosses his leg and out if the corner of my eye I catch this plain Black Nike’s w/ the white swoop. I thought I was sitting next to Marshall Applewhite of the Heaven’s Gate cult. I was checking to make sure he didn’t have a little Dixie Cup full of apple sauce laced w/ Phenobarbetols. The guy is starting to freak me out w/ his staring at me, so I get up to go stand in the vestibule of the train for the last few minutes of my ride into downtown. No sooner do I get there, I turn around and mini-Marshall Applewhite is standing RIGHT BEHIND ME. Just get me off this goddam train!