Subway Story

I was in the subway today minding my own business as usual when I lived a particularly funny story. Basically, at peak hours, the wagon is always full. This is an intriguing situation because if the next subway is full and you can’t enter, there is no guarantee the next will be more empty and that you will be able to enter it.

But what pisses me off the most is how egoistical and stupid people are. People just choose the configuration that is the less efficient possible:

People in subways suck

Fuck people really. Hey, I must touch another person, not even for two minutes, he might be carrying rabbies!

What a bunch of idiots. We paid for this ride, if we fit in, we deserve to get in, final answer.

I was in the subway at peak hours in an especially full wagon when the car immobilized at a station. Most of the people outside were just looking at us with a look saying “Uhh… I’m too much of a big pussy to try to get in and I’m afraid of what a dozen of strangers I won’t ever see again will think if I try to get what I paid for instead of wasting another 10 minutes of my life hoping the next car will be less full”. Anyway. Amongst them was a young student who promptly rushed in. Surprise, he fitted in perfectly.

The guy was minding his own business, listening to music, when an old fuck touched him in the shoulder. The young student dropped his earplugs and the old man told him this:

HEY, YOU! What did you do rushing in, I had to push someone to make you space!!!

What happened next is hilarious. The young guy just did gave him his middle finger and put his earplugs back. It was hilarious. The old fuck was furious. He went discussing how rude and impolite this guy was and how he shouldn’t have entered even if there was apparently way more than enough place for him.

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Okay, I got a confession. The young student is me. I’m seriously pissed at all the old idiots who takes all the place and give you weird looks when you’re just trying to take your bus on time. Hell, I wouldn’t bitch as much if at least my bus passed more often then once per two hours — and that’s a peak hour! Missing this car was the same as arriving home two hours later. What the fuck don’t you understand in that? Why don’t people make an effort, there is plenty of space at the back of the wagon or even next to benches. I can tolerate you not giving other people more space, but then bitching about the person who rushed his way in when you’re hiding space just so “you can be confortable three more minutes of your life”, while still giving manners lessons to people, is just playing hypocrit.