When Good Businessmen Go Bad - The Clark Kent (supermanius imaginii)

Bi'ness man next to me in a black baseball hat like some sort of SWAT Team wanna-be.  He is much like Clark Kent in that he goes to work each day looking professional but after work he dons a baseball hat thus transforming himself (he thinks) into some sort of badass.  This individual tends to inhabit aisle seats so he can peer around at the fellow passengers every few minutes to observe who is noticing his coolness.  Of course, nobody is and whoever happens to catch his eye is typically wondering why this guy keeps looking around, that's all.  This species of commuters has been known to don an earing after boarding the train that he removed for the workday...another part of the camouflage and may also cruise the pike on weekends to recapture his youth.  The one next to me is eating a pecan Cinnabon dripping with frosting with knife and fork. The smell is quickly driving all rational thought from my mind. I'm about 3 seconds from sticking a flag in that bad boy and annexing it as part of my empire. And by empire, I mean my train seat *smirk*