Escalators

Ah finally my internet month is over and it's not going at 64kbs anymore!!!

Well anyways, I've been catching the train to work nearly every morning to Flinders St Station, Melbournes central transport hub. Since August, during peak hours, they switch all the escalators to the direction in which most passengers are exiting or entering the platform.

As with any large city, people always seem to be in a hurry. They push to get through, their urgency to exit the platform ridiculous. Courtesy is left at home, seems every single person in this city is a surgeon, with a dying patient lying on the operating table, waiting for them. So you see people finally getting to the escalators, they step on, the huff and they puff to get to the right hand side and almost jog up the already moving stairs.

They hold the handrail like if they let go they'll die. Then
you get there, to the top of the escalators. All these people seemingly in such a rush have the same thing happen to them. As the stairs flatten out, the speed must have changed. The danger must have increased! They all stop walking.

So as I get to the top I continue walking at the same pace that I was before, and I wonder...

The same people are on the same train every morning, always in a rush. Then they slow down for that 2 seconds as the escalators flatten out.

Why the fuck don't they catch an earlier train, or use their hand-eye coordination to allow themselves to keep the fucking pace up at the top of the escalators when they've pushed everyone out of the way to get there!!!

They're quite capable of walking on the flat escalator thingies at the airports, it's no different you fucking spastics.

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