Metra: It Boggles the Mind

Yesterday the Mick and I were relaxing from a hard day's work on the train. I'm having my customary bourbon on the rocks, Jim Beam Black, yum. Sitting two seats in front of us is FRG (Fat Religious Guy) and CFG (Cute Foreign Girl). They are blabbering on about some annoying topic that I can't remember. The only saving benefit is that CFG is facing towards me rather than FRG. Oh now I remember, FRG was bragging about that the finicial wizard he was in college accounting. He said that it was the first time that any student in this professor's class had aced every single question and test in a semester. I am thinking that from the look of his too small LeTigre shirt and threadbare Dockers that he's clearly put this finiancial genius to work in later life. Maybe he's was like the Rain Main and the toothpicks dropping on the floor.

But I digress. So, about two minutes later another very cute girl comes in and sits down on the other side of the aisle about a seat farther than FRG and CFG. Well wouldn't you know it, Cute Girl 2 starts talking to FRG. And then to top if off, when CFG gets up to leave, CG2 gets up from her seat and moves over to sit with FRG. I am still reeling with amazement. I may of missed something with FRG. He beginning to look like the next David Koresh. I'll try and keep you posted on further developments of his cult following. A picture may be in order as well.