I saw something on the train this evening that I haven't seen in a long time: the running man! Imagine this, you've put in a long, hard day at work and want to just sit back, close your eyes and take a nice nap before you get home to your family. You doze in and out of consciousness as the doors open and close with each passing stop. You awake after a period of time where you think the exact amount of time has passed and you should be coming up on your stop. You hear the buzzer sound off as the conductor warns that the doors will be closing. Jumping up from your seat, you grab every possession you have as if you’re running out of a burning house. You hurdle over the two people in the seats next to you while stepping on both rider's feet and almost elbow one of them in the head all while coming within one false step of falling flat on your face. The mad 16 foot dash begins for the exit and YES, you have made it! You successfully manage to run and just make THE WRONG STOP. Your stop is the next stop. While enduring great shame and embarrasment, you either grab the closest seat available and pretend it never happened or walk to the next car where nobody has any idea of what just happened. It may seem like a long dreadful commute at times, but there are instances like this that can bring a smile to your face.
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