What is it with people at the moment? I like to get to the
train platform with plenty of time to wait for the train to arrive. When I say
plenty of time, I mean I have between 6 to 2 minutes to wait for the train to
arrive, depending on the traffic.
When I arrive at the platform I have a casual stroll to the
other end, I like to get into the second carriage from the front of the train.
There are always the usual suspects on the platform who also obviously like to
have plenty of time to spare. I walk past the regulars. The young blind chap
with his walking stick. There’s the tall fiftyish man who reminds me a little
of Michael Cain. There is the irritating Asian couple who like to take 15
minutes to reverse park their car at the perfect right angle in the car park. If
you are unlucky enough to find yourself walking behind them on the foot path,
walk at a frustrating snail’s pace and leave no room for you to walk past.
There is the man and his son I always stand slightly behind and to the side
when I arrive to wait for the train. No one smiles. This platform is a very sombre
platform. My comment this morning is about getting on the train. I am third to
arrive to wait for the train where I get on. I don’t know how it happens, I
always seem to get jostled out of the way when it’s time to get on the train.
Why is this? There are always plenty of seats, even though I’m last on, I
generally have my choice of seat, by the window, on a three seater by myself.
Why do these people feel it’s necessary to push to the front, shoving me out of
the way? Is it the need to feel first on? Is it the rush of every day that
starts as soon as they get out of bed? Or have they simply had too much coffee?
I am quite happy to make way for them. I’m relaxed once I get to my waiting
spot. I know I’ll have the 53 minutes of
blissful relaxing time. It would spoil my trip if I rushed.
I laughed a little at myself after I re-read this entry.
Here I am complaining about the snail’s pace of a couple walking, when I am
complaining about people rushing. In my defence, I simply like to walk at my
own pace. I don’t like it dictated by others. It upsets my rhythm.
I hope It’s a nice day for you. My day is starting out
relaxed. I listened to Bach while reading this morning. Very relaxing.
For the others the trip is about the destination, for you the journey. They are missing out on the joy you are getting from it. Feel sorry for the blinkered lemmings for they do not know what they miss.
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