This is a mellow town, right here

I was on the train after work yesterday and, just after the doors closed at the Lloyd Center platform, the conductor came on the P.A. and said, "We'll be just another minute. I need to check on something."

I read another page or two and then the train began moving again.

The voice came back on the P.A.: "There was a guy sitting on a bench back there. His eyes were wide open but he wasn't moving and he looked very pale. I poked him a little and, believe it or not, he was asleep. With his eyes open." Beat. "I thought you'd want me to tell you that."

He was absolutely right.