Riding the train early Sunday morning

Yesterday (Sunday) I was on call, and working all day at the office. I took the train in a bit before 7 a.m., and as the train approached my destination I got up from my seat and went to the foyer by the train exit. The foyer was flanked by a large room on one side, whence I had just come, and a small room on the other, and glass doors separated each room from the foyer.

As I entered the foyer I saw through the glass door that the small room was occupied by a couple in a loving embrace (he said understatedly). I got enough of an eyeful to confirm that I actually saw what I still can't believe I saw, and then I stopped looking. The gentleman standing with me in the foyer said something in Flemish, and judging by his disapproving tone I think we had similar feelings about what was going on next door.

Now I'm much too much of a gentleman to detail here what I saw—although obviously not so much of a gentleman that I won't blog about it—but all kinds of questions arose in my shocked mind. Were these two exhibitionistic, or thrill seeking, or just supremely unselfconscious or self-centered? Was this a couple in love, or just a pair of skanks? Was I supposed to keep looking, or look away? And lastly, was this experience going to make me more likely to support or oppose the controversial plans for a railway through Madison?