For your listening pleasure...

On the way home in the train I was sitting in front of a guy with one of the sexiest voices I've ever had the pleasure to eavesdrop on. I admit I was eavesdropping, so if that's a problem, get over it. I was sitting there minding my own business, listening to some music and was vaguely aware of hear someone talking on the phone in the seat behind me. I thought nothing of it until during the silence between two songs I heard his voice properly. It sounded so hot. Since I've come out I've gotten really shallow like that.

I'm a little embarrassed to admit that I paused the music but kept the earphones in my ears so that I could listen to him talk but keep up the pretence of listening to music. I wasn't eavesdropping for the sake of what he was saying, I should point out, but simply for the fact that he was saying it. It's amazing how much you can tell about a person (and the person they're on the phone to) from hearing one side of a phone conversation. He was talking to a woman (I could hear her voice occasionally in the silences) who was either his girlfriend or wife. I know this because he called her darling, babe, sweetie and so on. She is in college or uni and has to write an 8000 word essay. She had no idea on how to proceed. She called him for help.

I listened as he threw some ideas around, and repeated them very patiently, and told her how she could pad them out to 8000 words. He swore occasionally but not every second word. I found this strangely attractive too. He had a few examples and patiently explained them to her, several times. She didn't sound like the brightest star in the heavens.

As I was sitting there, pretending to read and listen to music but secretly listening to He-of-the-sexy-voice, the man in front of me stood up, turned, and looked over my head at the guy behind and said "Do we have to listen to this all the way up the mountain?" Doesn't bother me, I thought. The guy said to the woman "Look baby, I have to go, I'm annoying the other passengers, write down some of the ideas we've talked about while they're fresh in your head...". Soon thereafter ended the conversation. I was pissed off with the man in front of me (whose voice was definitely not sexy) so I turned my music back on and continued reading. I'm reading Loaded by Cristos Tsiokis, the book behind the movie Head On, something I've always wanted to watch but never seem to get a chance to, starring Alex Dimitriades.

When I got up to get off the train I chanced a glance behind me and saw that the guy. He wasn't "hot", but he was not too bad looking after all. Still, he could talk to me any day.