Had an interesting trip home on the train yesterday.
Few things annoy me more than wankers holding really loud conversations on their mobile phones, but yesterday's moron at least managed entertainment value.
Not content with sharing his conversation with the top half of the carriage, he headed down to the doorway where he could be properly heard by the entire carriage. In less than six seconds I've guessed that this guy is either a compulsive liar or the world's dumbest undercover cop.
I once spent a rather enjoyable lunch hour with a compulsive liar. It helped that I had been forewarned ahead of time for the novelty aspect of watching a wingnut in full swing.
Train Guywas much the same, but his insanity revolved around law enforcement instead of the music industry.
Train Guywas loudly whingeing to
Sargethat his nine month undercover drug operation had been screwed up by Constable Kay Campbell (who may or may not be two different people) and he now had to deal with a million dollar legal bill.
There were lots of drug references thrown in, a carefully spelled out Lebanese name and mention that the parents of the owner of said Lebanese name were unwittingly driving about for a week with a large quantity of heroin hidden in the boot of their car.
It seems that the arrival of Constable Campbell (added to the mix at
Sarge'srequest against the loud protests of
Train Guy) tipped the drug guys off and the heroin got flushed.
There were a couple of highlights to the phone conversation.
One being that
Dumb Teenager, sitting a couple of seats in front of me, had a panic attack and departed the train early. He wasn't much smarter than
Train Guy, as he left in quite a fluster. He could have taken the exit at the other end of the carriage, but
Dumb Teenagerinsisted on walking past
Train Guyand yelling
Fucking copsat the top of his voice from the platform.
The other gem was
Train Guytrying to get explain to
Sargethat he had a tip off that just might bail his worthless arse out of this mess and it involved something going down at:
the docks... You know, the wharves. Where the containers ships come in.
I'm really hoping he's a compulsive liar, because I'd hate to think there were cops out there who were this mind-numbingly stupid.
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That has to be the same 
Train Guy. Same place, same moronic conversation. I think he started up in the tunnel, so he must be getting on at Green Square. I wonder if there's a psychiatric facility around there that works with out-patients — posted by Red Wolf at 22.08.2005 16:10 AEST |
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He was talking very loudly as we were going through the airport tunnel, one would think that he'd at least wait until out of tunnel to carry on coversation with sarge. — posted by lucie at 22.08.2005 13:00 AEST |