You were on the train this morning. The caboose was actually a duplex house, with one side of it old and run down, and extending beyond the tracks by 30 feet. You were in the bar car, telling people who they could associate with.
I woke up to find that the train that didn’t go through here yesterday, was wending it’s way south this morning, and was a LONG one...the chemical plant to the north evidently had a big load of something to send off.
But my question to you is this: If you were in charge of the train, as you said you were, why were you in jeans and a T-shirt?
Casual day.