“You’re cutting the line”

I’m late. I’m running down the Metro platform late, hoping I can make the dash up the stairs and out into Union Station before my train leaves late. Sweat staining my shirt from all my running late. And as I zip into the crowd of folks at the bottom of the escalator, the folks self-arranged into two lines, one for escalator walkers one for standers, I’m told:

“You’re cutting the line”

Ha! Really now, I’m cutting your fat ass off as I pass in front of you, a escalator stander, into the walker line? If time matters to you, if you should care about the 1.2 seconds I make you wait for me to pass, what the hell are you doing waiting to stand for 5 minutes while the escalator takes its sweet-ass time to ascend twenty feet? Really now, check your head before you check my speed.

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