This is a pitting of all those people who are so important and world-changing that they will stop in the middle of a busy corridor and just stand there, expecting everybody to just go around them while they contemplate the nature of the Universe.
I just got back from Comic-Con, where 75,000 “ComicBook Guys” waddle around in a near-catatonic daze. There is barely enough room for people to get through the aisles as it is, but when these behemouths stop in the middle of the aisle to stare, things come to a complete stop.
Look, if you want to drool over something, GET THE FUCK OUT OF THE MIDDLE OF THE AISLE!! And while you are at it, put the fucking phone away! Most of you can barely navigate with your whole brain focused on the task…add talking on the phone to the equation and you are helpless.
Oh, and take a bath.