I was waiting at the train station, as I usually would, sitting on my usual bench. The significant sense of boredom had long before fallen upon me, and I was looking for any thing to do, from watching the pigeons flying through the sky to the ants on the ground below me. One thing happened to catch my eye: the homeless man sitting against the back wall of the station. This wasn't an unusual occurrence, many people lived in the tunnels if they had nowhere else to go, but something just seemed off about him. An obese man walked past him, and he exclaimed "Pig!". I don't know how he expected people to spare him change if he insulted them. He saw a thin, tall man pass, and the man muttered "Cow". Really, cow? I think that man would be more of a turkey, but a cow?

An elderly man walked past him, he exclaimed "Egg!". At this point I believed he was crazy, possibly suffering from Tourette's. A well dressed man, - should I hazard a guess, probably a businessman - passed by, the man muttered "Human.". Ok, I can't argue with that, he is most definitely a human. At this point, I believed he may be some kind of psychic, foretelling their future lives or their past lives. He continued to do this for everybody that passed him from something as simple as "Cow" to something as weird as "Pineapple" or "Potato". After two days of the same occurrence, I had built up the courage to ask him about it.

As I walked to him, he muttered "Bread." He was quite an intelligent man, he was relaxed and fluent in conversation. I simply asked him "Do you have an ability?". He sighed, and explained to me his psychic ability. "It isn't anything special, I developed this ability many years ago. My "psychic ability" as you call it, isn't anything close to telling the future, or seeing people's past lives, it is simply the ability to see what someone has most recently eaten."

And he was right. I had eaten toast this morning, before leaving to the station. He was never insulting the obese man, just saying what he had eaten last. I gave the man a twenty, waved goodbye, and returned to my bench. As I sat, bored, I saw the businessman from before pass the man. "Human." I hear the man mutter under his breath, just like he did two days ago...