So, I love watching people.
I especially love watching people getting on the train.
For those of you who perhaps don’t use trains often, you need to get on one, sit back and be entertained!
One family member … Of course I won’t say who …
No! I’m not telling!
No! Stop asking – you’re just being annoying now!
Now where was I?
Ah – right – family member. This Family Member usually enters a train by falling into it! I’m serious! It’s true! I CANNOT make these things up!
Good thing they close the doors on the other side! (now THAT would be funny – in one side and out the other!)
But anyway, where was I? Again??
Ah yes – Trains.
So, people have their favourite seats. Fair enough. I could admit that I do too but that is not the point of this story, and of course I would never admit to it anyway!
But when Mr Regular Traveller gets on the train and someone else, someone new, someone completely unknowingly (Let’s call him Mr Newbie) sits in Mr Regular Traveller’s seat Well … I like to sit back and watch the silent drama unfold.
The poor little Mr Newbie doesn’t even know what’s hit him when out of the side of his sightline, there is Mr Regular Traveller throwing daggers at poor little Mr Newbie.
Not real daggers. Daggers with his eyes. You know what I mean. Don’t make me explain!
Problem is Mr Newbie is oblivious so it just looks like Mr Regular Traveller is grumpy and hates everyone.
You KNOW what I’m talking about! EVERYONE has done it!!
Then there are those passengers that wait on the platform, at EXACTLY the right place for the door in order to get on the train first and get “their” seat!
Little do they know that Mr Newbie is standing at the next door with his eye on the same seat, totally oblivious to the fact that Mr Regular Traveller is already revving his engines, beating his feet into the ground to get a headstart through the door.
Well. The drama that unfolds would make TV Drama History.
Well, it could.
Okay. It won’t – but it certainly is entertaining to watch!
The train pulls in.
The doors slide open.
The passengers get off the train.
Mr Regular Traveller checks the availability of “his” seat.
Mr Regular Traveller checks the passengers around him.
He puts one foot on the train while other are filing off (obviously he already has an advantage)
“COME ON PEOPLE! I have a seat to get!”
And then. It’s all clear!
He launches himself on the train.
Elbows his way through the crowds (one person) and stampedes his way to his chair.
He’s looking left.
He’s looking right.
He’s still ahead of everyone.
He gets to “his” seat.
Wipes the sweat from his brow.
And sees a pair of feet in front of “his” seat!
Mr Newbie has beaten him!
Who does this person think they are!
Mr Regular Traveller glares at Mr Newbie. Rolls his eyes. Even tuts (although I think that may be in his head and totally inaudible).
Mr Newbie is oblivious. Merely settling into his seat and reading the gossip for the day.
Mr Regular Traveller is devastated “I’ll get you tomorrow.”
Problem is. Tomorrow Mr Newbie becomes Mr Regular Traveller.
Now if you’ll excuse me. I need to retrieve MY seat from someone elses posterior – or at the very least make sure thy are watching while I roll my eyes at them!