A few days ago I was at the train station near the city. It was peak hour in the morning. As my train arrived at the platform I stepped in (along with hundreds of other people). As the doors began to close I noticed someone running as fast as they could down the stairs to the platform and when they realised that the doors had closed, I could see them curse through the windows.
It got me thinking… what’s the rush? What’s so important?
It was peak hour at a busy train station. 99% of the people there were going into the city. The next train, as indicated on the platform signs, was due in two minutes. Was it really worth that person rushing to get to the train or getting so upset when the doors closed in front them when, if they had casually walked down the stairs, they would have been able to wait comfortably for about thirty-seconds for the next train?