I Like to People Watch

I was a train when I noticed this guy staring at me. It was a long, hard stare and I wondered if this was his natural way of looking at people or perhaps I had a huge red spot on my hooter. I ignored it but once you know someone is staring at you, it sort of gets to you after a while. So I politely gave him a toothy grin to which there was no response. I thought, 'he might be blind,' but he had no white cane or guide dog. Turned out the guy had died and I, along with a few others, couldn't get off the train fast enough.