Late in the night, it is possible to get a seat on a train. Sometimes, though, the price can be too high. Last night, coming home from Kawasaki, I chose to stand even though there was one seat in the car available. Someone else promptly sat down. After a stop or two, the fellow next to him started falling asleep and his head was sliding uncomfortably close to the lucky seat grabber. He turned, stared, but did... nothing. Only when "the sleeper" lurched further, actually leaning on Mr. Lucky, did he use his elbow to push him off. Like a clock pendulum, "the sleeper" leaned against the person on the other side, like you would move closer to a great big pillow. The exasperated look on his face made me lol out loud; I tried to hide my laughs in my left armpit. Silently, this fellow pushed him back to the other side and a look of panic came over Mr. Lucky's face. The next stop was his so he got up as soon as "the sleeper" gently fell on him. The sleeper woke up! He opened up his cell phone to check for messages as another lucky person sat down next to him. Slowly, "the sleeper's" head sank lower and lower until it was clear to me that he had fallen asleep again. And, again, I started to lol out loud.
Update: back in July, I had a similar encounter and wanted to write about it. I did take a picture of "the sleeper" and afterwards, noticed that there was another sleeper in the picture. With apologies to this version of "the sleeper", here it is:
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Glad to see that you are writing again, I just stopped in today to see. We had a wonderful time in Palm Springs - 100 degrees, but great place, great food, awesome hotel. I carried a small cactus home on the plane along with a big straw hat. People knew I wasn't a local!
D.
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