Metra: Foot in Mouth as Usual

Yesterday, while Rooster and I were riding home on train, we were discussing about how another one of our train friends, "The Mick" should shave their already balding head completely. At one point in the conversation I joked, probably more loudly that I should have, that Rooster just wanted him to shave it so she could rub his head when they rode on the train together. This was complete with hand motions. Well, doesn't it figure that right across from us is the huge Butterbean looking guy with a Mr. Clean shaved head. I'm entirely sure that he thought we were talking about him. I really need to look around before I start making any smartass comments from now on. Well maybe Rooster will get a new admirer out of this.