Overheard in Penn Station

“I beat up Jon Bon Jovi’s little brother.”

I was bringing my sister to the catch her train back home after her week’s visit. We were sitting on the floor playing gin rummy and watching the departure board update. The claimant was following a too attractive for him female through the station.

It was difficult to tell for sure if he was accompanying her or merely trying to. If it was a pick-up line, it didn’t seem to land cleanly, since she turned around and walked the other way. He followed her back past us.

“It’s pretty much my claim to fame.”

Congratulations, sir!