If only the suit fit, Cinderella.

To the man on the train who caught my attention- 

I see you in that suit. Looking elegant in a standard black. I see you sans wedding ring and wonder what the occasion must have been for tall dark and handsome to wander this way on public transportation.  I'll wait until you turn around. 

Your tie is loosened, it is the same one you probably had from high school when your date told you she was wearing a black and white dress to prom. The suit is new, your mother insisted when you went to college that you get one where the sleeves were as long as your still growing arms were. Unfortunately, she didn't account for the shoulders. So it gaps in weird places, it drapes where it shouldn't, and makes you look like you were playing dress up instead of going to that possible interview. You probably should have shaved for that. The part on your right jaw line that doesn't quite grow in makes me wonder if you're 16 and too tall, or 18 and embarrassed. Either way, you're too young to date. 

So good day to you, may you travel smartly in your new suit. There is a tailor at the next stop.