Drama on the Metro
The journey home after a long day at work can unravel in the most unsuspecting ways as it did today. I boarded the already packed cart and scooted in far enough to avoid getting sandwiched between the closing doors. An old man who boarded at the next train stop (Foggy bottom) was not so lucky, he had to hold and squeeze through as the doors came forcefully together. You see, the train doors are not people sensitive, when they come together, you need to get out of the way. He scrapped through unscathed but in his rush caused commotion, pushing the already jammed, exhausted, I-must-get-home-immediately passengers further inside. In an audible and upset tone one man looked at him and said "Oh! come on man! there are several trains coming behind us. Why didn't you just wait?" He rolled his eyes and puffed like a boiling kettle. Still reminiscing his narrow escape, the old man stared back perplexed. "We all want to get home, don't we?!" The miffed man turned aw...
