Friday, July 21, 2006

If it doesn't make sense, don't do it

Why do people run for the train? Everyday I witness at least one person dashing for the tube like the next one doesn't come for at least another week. It's not the Mayflower! On a good day a train will come every 1-3 minutes, so why do people risk their life and limbs to get on the train that's ready to depart? A few days ago I witnessed a man on crutches hobbling/dashing for the Bakerloo line as if he was being chased by a pack of dogs. I chuckled to myself because he looked like a funny little gimp. That chuckle turned into full on laughter when he got caught in the doors just as they were closing. He screamed "BLOODY HELL!" at the top of his lungs and then had the audacity to get mad and kick the door with his one good foot. I wanted to say to him, "um, hello! You're the dumb ass that decided to run onto the train even though the loudspeaker is clearing shouting 'Mind the closing doors'." If you ask me, the door he crashed into should have been the one getting upset! I'm sure it takes its fair share of abuse everyday from people who honestly believe they are faster than a speeding bullet. And why would you be in such a hurry to get on the tube anyway? It's hot, miserable, and suffocating. Despite being underground, which means that theoretically it should be cool, it's a hot stinking mess. Rushing onto a hot train is the equivalent of someone purposefully falling off their bike so they can hurry up and start bleeding. Makes no sense!

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