Gar! The mentality of people never ceases to frustrate/irritate me. Not all people, granted. Some people are warm and fuzzy, but others are enough to drive you bonkers.
Take those people I call “commuting zombies”. Coffee in hand, folded newspaper tucked under arm, they blunder around the train station, dashing to their train, not sparing any thought to others.
I have to make a train change on my journey to work each day. As if that isn’t enough of an annoyance on its own, the commuting zombies seem to enjoy making it worse. Kindly one of them opened the door for me (its one of those annoyingly ancient trains where you actually have to lean out of the window to open the door) so I stepped out, onwards on my journey only to have my path blocked by a semi-circle of zombies.
Surely everyone knows the ettiquette of train travel? You let people get OFF the train before you try to get on? Yet there they stood, defiant and self-absorbed. Most people choose to side to either side of the door, thus letting exitee’s through. But this one zombie seemed determined to stand in my way. I raised my eyebrow and gave him a look that I hope put across my disgust at his stupidity and eventually he moved. The daft thing is, by blocking me he was in turn blocking everyone else and himself.
This isn’t the best incident of zombie rage though. Oh no. On my arrival at work I often find myslef blocked in by the mindless zombie hordes. A few months ago when my ankle was still very raw after my accident/surgery and I was still hobbling, a bunch of them literally didn’t let me off. I had to push them out of the way and I’m not talking a light budge here.
“How about letting me off first!?? You f*cking idiots!” I snapped.
I never swear at strangers. NEVER. But seriously? I was in pain, clearly limping and struggling to move, but apparently them getting on the train was more important.
It’s not like there isn’t enough time to get on the train before it leaves! Come on zombies, have some sense!
Nice sunny day today ain’t it?