by pippa on Wed Jan 07, 2009 8:35 pm
I was on the train and there was this deranged man who believed that all the people were watches. He kept addressing us as different watches, getting louder and louder all the time so that no one could nap, read or listen to music anymore. I was hoping he would call me a Movado, but I had to settle for being a Seiko. Finally, someone told him to get off the train and much to my surprise he meekly did so. Poor man, he got off and went to stand on the platform, probably hoping to meet many more watches there.