Another commuter cat story.
There was this guy… wait, I have to back up to tell this. There’s a spot that I frequent in my commute that features only two escalators connecting lower point A to upper point B. (If you’re thinking it odd that I specify that there are two escalators, keep in mind that in the Metro stations here there are generally three or four escalators present.)
Ok, so in the spot in my story, one of the escalators is closed off for repair, leaving the other one pressed into service as a stationary staircase that has to be shared by the up- and down-going pedestrians. Now, this is not a wide escalator – it fits exactly two average-sized people side-by-side, and that’s only if one of them is holding his briefcase over the side.
Enter Crazy Cat Commuter Guy. Crazy Cat Commuter Guy is dissatisfied with the speed at which people are filing up the right-hand side of the escalator, so he attempts to go roaring up past them on the left. Of course, the left hand side is in use by the descending crowd, but Crazy Guy is undeterred. He races right up towards this clump of people, which happens to be headed by a tourist kid who is about 10. Ah, I think, observing this, he is going to rush up there until he meets the kid and then jump in front of someone on the right. He walks like he drives. Lovely.
But actually, I was wrong.
What he did was shove himself between the people at the top of the escalator, a crowd which accounted for about the last third of his trip to point B – quite a few people he is shoving now to do this – hard – with the primary force of his bullrush being absorbed by a 10-year-old.
Good job, dude.