Ode to the Boomtown Rats

Yeah, I don't like Mondays. Especially drizzly, foggy Mondays. But, a glimmer of light showed itself on the train. I accidentally sat behind my friend James, and we were chatting by talking between the seats. Nothing raunchy, nothing even all that fascinating. No offense James. Suddenly the guy across the aisle stand up and tells the woman sitting with him that they are moving to the lower level of the train (we are on the top of the double decker train). He announces this, and follows it up with something about not wanting to listen to some starangers' conversation. LOL!! The whole train is nothing but strangers and their conversations. He must be new.