The Dating Train! Dah dah dah dah.....dah...dah dah dah

So I was riding the train the other day and this young lady keep looking at me. I kept glancing back to see if she was watching me watch her watching me. She asks me if this side is going south. I say yes rather quickly. She keeps looking at me as if she wants to say something else. Do I have a booger hanging out? Is my face breaking out? Is there chicken McNuggets and Sweet and Sour sauce in my beard? She finally gets the courage to ask me how long before the train gets there. Hmmm. I read the train timetable on my way down to the platform and she was slightly ahead of me. Did she not see it? Wait....is she flirting with me? Nah. I tell her that the train is due in about 4 minutes. "Oh, OK." So I continue eating my nuggets. I was going to offer her some but she was a very, VERY healthy girl and I didn't know if she would take offense. "What? Just because I'm fat you think I eat all the time?" That is a fight I don't want to have so I keep to myself. It's not as if she was ugly or anything. She was very pretty. She looked like a big girl version of Regina Hall. I like Regina Hall. Anyway, she looked very young and I'm an old fart so I brush it off. Every time I glance at her she is looking at me and then glances away very quickly. Do I look like one of those guys on the cop shows or the wanted posters? Maybe she IS flirting with me. I don't know for sure but she just looks too young for that to be the case. Wait. It is like damn near midnight and she is on the train. Maybe she is full grown and just LOOKS young. I know a lot of women you would swear were teenagers who are actually mothers of teenagers. By the time I figure out that I could have asked her out I find myself typing this statement. D'oh!