This morning, I was reading the news, and what seemed like a tube of toothpaste fell from the female passenger sitting in front of me on the train. I picked it up without looking, but instead of telling her, I put it on her armrest between the seat and the window. Maybe it fell out of her purse. Five mins later, it falls out again, but this time face up. I look down, and I see this. I left it there.
If it’s not hers, umm, what’s going on when I’m sitting on the train?
