“Uh hi honey, sorry to wake you. Could you login to my email for me?”

Ah, the fun begins I thought.

“OK, my user name is [REDACTED] and my password is [REDACTED]”

Sigh, some folks just don’t get it. But, it gets better.

“No sweetie, that’s for my Gmail account”

Score.

At this point I glance around the train to see that I wasn’t the only person that found this fella’s call amusing. There were smirks to be seen. Then this takes a darker turn, for him at least.

“Now, sweetie I’ll need you to order a wireless router from [REDACTED] and my credit card number is 5, 5…

He proceeded to read out the entire number with expiry date and CVN. I was a little worried for the guy at this point. But, I guess Darwin was right. Then I heard a woman’s voice utter, “jackass”. I glanced up to see a little old lady shaking her head as she looked at the loud talker in disgust. A smile crept across my face.