I was sitting next to a guy on the Long Island Railroad who – unfortunately for me – decided to get a little snack for the ride home…an extra large carnival-size bag of buttered popcorn. This guy must have been starving, as he was shoving handfuls of popcorn the size of softballs at his face. No mouth being large enough to accommodate 20+ popped kernels all at once, half of them rolled down the side of his mouth, onto my shoulder, and to the floor below. But most settled nicely within the crease of my newspaper as I was reading. At least he was nice about it – apologizing after each handful.

You’re on the train – not home on the couch watching Movies on Demand!

Rating 4.00 out of 5