Heading home for the holiday on public transit is always entertaining, especially if you choose the right seat.
In the seat directly in front of me sat a man listening to 70’s soft rock on 90’s elementary school computer lab headphones while wearing 80’s fashion faux-pas. He causally hummed, occasionally sang along, all the while nodding his head to the beat. At one point, he loudly spoke with some dude named “Jeff” on his phone, but little did he know that it was on speaker phone, because even though he held it to his ear, Jeff’s voice filled the entire train car. Oh, and throughout all this, he drank an odd mixture of 1 can of pomegranate blueberry V8 juice and 4 cans Miller Lite.
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone.