Green Parka Man
Some guy dressed in a massive green parka stood next to me on the train platform. Let’s just say grooming wasn’t a priority for him.
He had a cellphone pressed against his ear. He looked off sideways as he listened to somebody on the other end. 10 minutes later I saw him again as he limped his way up the aisle of my train car, same cellphone pressed against the same ear. Same sideways glance, listening intently.
I never heard him say a word. Could’ve been somebody on a 10 minute rant on the other end, or maybe a conference call he didn’t feel the need to participate in.
He had a cellphone pressed against his ear. He looked off sideways as he listened to somebody on the other end. 10 minutes later I saw him again as he limped his way up the aisle of my train car, same cellphone pressed against the same ear. Same sideways glance, listening intently.
I never heard him say a word. Could’ve been somebody on a 10 minute rant on the other end, or maybe a conference call he didn’t feel the need to participate in.
posted by Greg Monaco at 9:51 AM
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