The Smiling Sleeper

A one-way man came on this morning. I was sitting in a 5-seater. His dumpy self plopped down right across from me, next to a sharp businessman.

I noticed he was carrying the back of a computer; just the part with all the jacks. I've carried several rediculous things on that train (baskets, neon pillows, candleabras), but this seemed so out of place. Why just the back? Whatever.

Then he fell asleep and his bowl cut splashed down behind him and he had a big dopey gaping smile on his face as he slumbered the end.