Weirdos

A guy plopped down next to me on the train home tonight when there were plenty of open seats still available. I took the social faux pas with the typical aplomb with which I handle things like this — I let out an audible sigh. It didn’t work.

It got worse. The reason the guy scootched in? He wanted to look at my answers to the NYT crossword puzzle. And I’m not talking about glancing at it, I’m talking about him gawking at it. Freaky. So I did the only thing I could do…I flipped the puzzle over, glowered at him, and looked at Twitter on my iPhone.

Then he started crinkling his papers. He had 10 puzzles or so. Finally, I got out my puzzle and finished it. ( I was tempted to fill in wrong answers and let him see them. Show him for trying to copy.) He got off at Wayne. I tsked as he walked away.

Posted on May 29, 2008
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Comments

  • Rick, yes, I must look more approachable.

    Pinky Bear...I was ready to go to DefCon 2 if he didn't back off.
  • rick
    I think he was attracted by the new haircut. Expect more of this.
  • Too bad you didn't have any garlic flavored gum or start blowing bad gas.
  • Lucy, that's perfect. I laughed when I read it. I had that same feeling...

    Sarcasmom, I'm with you...I'm a pen guy. But I must say that I don't like people I don't know peering over my shoulder...creepy.
  • I love the NYT Sunday puzzle. It has to be done in pen.
  • Lucy
    I like to leave half-finished sudokus with one or two purposely wrong numbers on the table in the Carolina Productions office because I know people will try to do them and get confused.
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