I was on the Metro this morning, and I was squished into the car – bracing myself by holding on to a pole that had my arm extended. A fellow commuter snared at me “You going to keep holding your arm up there?,” clearly he needed to get off the metro before I did.
This is not a singular occurrence. All to often are commuters hurriedly making their way to work, either on foot or in their car, constantly annoyed by those in their way or not really considering the others. I know that I am guilty. So I wonder, do we just believe that we personally have the most important place to go?