I don’t care about more travelers, I just care about the crappy ones. To you people at Union Station in Chicago who decide to stop immediately at the top of a crowded escalator so you can look around like the bewildered cattle you are - while blocking the paths of those behind you with your trailing rolling bags - screw you. If I have to shoulder through you to avoid being dumped by the ever-moving escalator on top of your bags, I will do it. And don’t fucking dare look at me like I’m a rude local who doesn’t know how to be polite - the escalator does not stop moving just because you do!
Yes, I travel through here every day on my commute, but I learned that little fact as a child. How did you avoid absorbing that bit of knowledge, and how much else has your brain proven impervious to?