nice shoes, idiot

sometimes i wonder how it happens. how i have such strange interactions, with strangers. tonight on the way back to london, i sat at a table, across from a guy.  LOL, wow. He was a pretty cool looking dude, sitting there with his macbook, mini keyboard and iphone, making some tunes. then i looked under the table. he had on the stupidest shoes ever (sketchers?! seriously?!).  i immediately could not take this guy seriously (even tho we didn't talk or barely made eye contact, but if we did, i would probably die of laughter).  a random moment on the train, me sat there sewing and eating candy (?), him punching his macbook buttons, rudely interrupted by some stupid electronic music. i knew it was him i looked up and he was looking at me half surprise/ half apologetic.  it must be me that encourages weird behavior, after all i was the one that whispered, "are you making that noise?" (i don't know why i whispered, actually, but it just seemed appropriate), he shook his head no, and then pointed at the macbook..... THAT EXPLAINS EVERYTHING.