He REALLY liked my hat

I had been on the trax for about three minute when the guy sitting diagonally to me stood up, put his hands in the air and yelled "HELLO!!" After a few seconds passed and no one looked up, he did it again..."HELLO!!" Then he sat down, looked in my direction and said, "Nobody ever responds."  Me, trying really hard not to bust out into laughter couldn't help but let a small grin appear on my face. Well that turned out to be a big mistake because he then decided that we were friends.  And that's when the following conversation started........

Man:  "Ma'am, ma'am, excuse me ma'am."

Me: (while taking my headphones off)  "yea?"

Man:  "I really like your hat."

Me:  "Thank you"

Man:  "No, I don't think you understand, I REALLY like your hat."

Me:  "Thanks." (while putting my headphones back in)

about a minute later.....

Man:  "Ma'am, ma'am, excuse me ma'am."

Me: (while taking my headphones off)  "yea?"

Man:  "Can I see that?"

Me: (confused look on my face)

Man:  "Don't worry, I won't bite."

Me: "I don't know what you're talking about."

Man:  "Your ring, It's really cool."

Me:  "Thanks"

Man:  "It looks like something Aztec."

Me:  "It's a flower." (while putting my headphones back in)

a couple minutes later.....

Man: "Ma'am, ma'am, excuse me ma'am."

Me: (while taking my headphones off)  "yea?"

Man: "Can I ask you a question?"

Me: "What?"

Man:  "When were you born?"

Me: "I'm not answering that."

Man:  "I just want to know the month."

Me:  "August"

Man:  "Oh, you're a libra, that's what I thought."

and that's when i got off the train.

And my birthday isn't actually in August.  But really, if you're going to go to all that work just to know my zodiac sign, at least know the zodiac signs enough to know when they are.  August is not libra.  Duh.

And here he is.

She Will Never Be Lonely Again

It was early morning as I boarded the trax with my fellow passengers and sat down at the nearest seat I could find.  To my pleasant surprise I had sat down right across from a very lovely unique older lady.  I didn't think much of her talking as i took my seat, assuming she was on the phone. But after noticing her strange mumbling and quick change of topics, I looked over with sheer delight to see that she was not talking on the phone at all.  She was talking to her own reflection in the window.  

The following is what I picked up from her conversations with three different "friends" on my 10 minute train ride to work:

"Friend" #1:  Christy

This conversation consisted of how the government was trying to steal her identity and how they had some sort of tracking system on her in case she ever tries to leave the country.  Then she started spouting out a bunch of really long numbers which turned into a mumble.  Then she was saying how she is now using her maiden name to try and trick the government so they won't know who she is. (smart tactic)  

"Friend" #2:  Greg

This conversation started off talking about something that happened in September of 1947.  Something to do with an airport in Spain, and the government.  Then she was talking about how someone got kidnapped and hypnotized and then disappeared.  

"Friend" #3:  Bonnie

This conversation was about how someone was pushed in front of a bus.  "that wasn't an accident, she was pushed in front of that bus."  then how the same lady that did that had come after her too.  but don't worry, she's not scared of her anymore.  

So in conclusion, who needs real friends when you can make up your own? You'll never be lonely again.