I work in a storage building that sits right next to a set of train tracks. There are two yellow locomotives that stay parked there most of the time, and the only hours they ever seem busy are around 10 or 11.
One day, something strange happened—strange enough that I still can’t decide if it was funny or sad. My window faces the tracks, so I always have a clear view of the trains. I noticed someone walking toward the locomotives. I don’t work for the railroad, so I didn’t think much of it at first. I figured it was just someone curious and went back to what I was doing.
A few minutes later, I glanced out the window again, and that’s when I saw the dude literally beating off to the train. Like, not even seeing if anything was around. Just lost in the sauce. I wish I was making this up. I cant be making an assumption because he was literally looking up to the train although he did face himself away from the window a little. This happened almost a week ago but I still remember it like it happened yesterday.