Conversations on Trains


I think I have one of these faces. I like to smile, in fact I will smile at anyone whether they are receptive to it or not. It would appear that the act of smiling very often leads into the art of the awkward return smile and sometimes rebound conversation.

On an unmanned TRAIN platform in the middle of the universe:

Me: Smiles.

Stranger: Lovely morning isn’t it.

Me: It sure is, but it’s very warm.

Stranger: You waiting for something?

Me: Yes, the train.

Stranger: It’s very warm isn’t it.

Me: Aye.

Train pulls into the station.

Stranger: Is that the train then.

Me: Yes, you getting on?

Stranger: No I think I’ll wait for the train.

Me: Ummm ok then, have a nice day!

Forgive me for being a little confused by this. There is only one line, with all trains going to the same place. I can only imagine he was waiting for a special train. I might check it out on Monday, it could lead me on a very exciting adventure.

At a table, on a moving train in the middle of the same universe.

Me: Smiles

Stranger: That’s one hell of a phone you have there girl.

Me: Smiling and laughing. That’s not a phone, it’s a tablet.

Stranger: Ach no, I wouldn’t want to be swallowing that thing.

We  both laugh at his amazing quip.

Stranger: So what are you doing?

Me: I’m writing.

Stranger: Writing what?

Me: A blog.

Stranger: A wha?

Me: A blog.

Stranger: What’s a blog then?

Me: Hmmm it’s kinda like an online diary.

Stranger: Oh. There must be some good stuff in there then.(In a nudge nudge, wink wink way)

Me: Not really, it’s pretty boring actually.

Stranger: Well it looks exciting. I might have to get me a big old phone like that and one of those there blog things.

Me: What would you call it?

Stranger: You said it was a tablet.

Me: No I meant your blog.

Stranger: It needs a name?

Me: Yes it has to have a title.

Stranger: (Thinks for a minute rapping fingers on the table) Sure I’ll name it Fido after me dog.

Me: (Laughing) Aye that’s dead on. I’ll keep an eye out for it, see ye later.

I think I  might stop smiling.

(I actually posted this before, way back in 2013, but it was kind of right for the Okay, What If? Challenge so I’ve redone it. I think there will most likely be another one too though.)

Idea’s and Public Transport Challenges

One thing that became apparent from all the comments on my post last night, was the fact that I am not alone in relation to the dark cloud that appears to be blocking inspiration waves. It’s reach is further than I thought. What is this strange affliction that has me lost for words, when normally I am looking for a cure for verbal diarrhea.

A couple of weeks ago I reposted some of the fictional stories I had written as a result of Jed’s challenges on Okay, What If? when they were still going. I realised I missed writing skits and the weaving of words required to craft a suitable twist in an ending. While I think my mind no longer has the capabilities of a crafty ending, I do miss the prompts.

I spoke to Jed today and asked him if he had any objections to me perhaps posting a challenge or two on his site and he’s kindly given the go ahead. So this is where you lot come in, do you have any ideas for prompts that would start with Okay, What If? and what would get you interested in participating? I understand that everyone has time constraints, even I would not be able to do every challenge, but there are no hard and fast rules, it’s about having fun and giving the old grey matter a kick in the goolies. Any input would be appreciated.

Speaking of challenges, in comment conversation with Wee Blue Birdie today I somehow got roped into a mini one in relation to public transport as both she and I use this particular method of travel. Challenge accepted, however it may be tomorrow evening before I get to work on the post, so no chirping in my ear Birdie you hear!!

Lastly I must give a shout out and a thank you to Caitlin over at The Teen Daydreamer for kindly putting me forward for her award. As anyone who has been here a while knows, I no longer do awards, I am however still grateful to be considered. Thank you little Miss Daydreamer, much appreciated.

Okay, what if you were to hit me with your ideas? Preferably not when they are tied to a brick :)