Talking to a stranger
As the train departed the platform, a young lady sat down in the seat beside me. She smiled and I went back to reading my magazine.
As more passengers boarded at the next station, a young gentleman approached the the lady sitting next to me and said hello. She smiled and responded and went back to scrolling through her iPhone.
He then asked if she was going to work or uni, and she once again politely replied she was heading to uni, and left it at that.
At this point I thought they may have known one another, but the next few questions made me shelve that logic.
He asked if she had a boyfriend and then if she was living at home. Her replies were more blunt and it was obvious she didn’t know this guy from a bar of soap.
The next question had me doing a double take. He asked how much rent she paid. Her response was that it was a personal matter. He nodded and moved away and got off at the next station.
Once he was off, she looked at me, shrugged, smiled and went back to her iPhone.
It’s times like this that we shouldn’t talk to strangers.
Nonetheless, a very interesting way to start my day, to say the least.