So I'm sitting on the mid-afternoon train to Glasgow earlier today and it's chock full of meeting-stuffed commuters on their way home. I'm sat next to a young man who has his laptop on the table in front of him. I have my laptop on the table in front of me. The man sitting opposite (white shirt, blue tie, surely an accountant) is hunched over some secretive figures which he's storing in his lap for reasons best known to himself, scribbling away at them.
The young man plugged his earphones into the wrong socket and for a moment, we shared his crazy young people's hiphop muzak. The man sitting opposite snapped his head up and pointed irritably at his ears. The young man leapt to attention, realised why he couldn't hear anything through his headphones and rectified the situation.
Eager always to pour whatever you pour on troubled waters, I said, full of mock regret, "I was quite enjoying that." Man sitting opposite snapped "you were the only one".
The milk of human kindness. I love it.