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my race results

addendum to my once-upon-a-time commuting post, complete with artist’s rendering:
The World Trade Center PATH station has a set of giant escalators. People exit the turnstiles, then proceed over to them. Given there are so many people trying to get up them at once, one would assume that everyone interested in standing on the escalator would line up and wait their turn, because that’s what we do when there are more people than can immediately access a location. However, because people in the morning are rude and inconsiderate (the only explanation), there is a population (as illustrated above by the blue and green arrows of evil) believe that it is okay to just barrel straight across to the escalator and blatantly cut off the people who have assembled in a line (those of the red arrows) according to traditional manners of our day. 
Every morning this takes place en route to work and every morning I remain flabbergasted as I watch it happen. 

addendum to my once-upon-a-time commuting post, complete with artist’s rendering:

The World Trade Center PATH station has a set of giant escalators. People exit the turnstiles, then proceed over to them. Given there are so many people trying to get up them at once, one would assume that everyone interested in standing on the escalator would line up and wait their turn, because that’s what we do when there are more people than can immediately access a location. However, because people in the morning are rude and inconsiderate (the only explanation), there is a population (as illustrated above by the blue and green arrows of evil) believe that it is okay to just barrel straight across to the escalator and blatantly cut off the people who have assembled in a line (those of the red arrows) according to traditional manners of our day. 

Every morning this takes place en route to work and every morning I remain flabbergasted as I watch it happen.