Rushing Through Humanity

Just like any other day, I was ready to get home and crash.  I made my way through the crowd to the metro, the music in my ear helping drown out the sounds of rush hour.  I weaved through crowd and made my way to the escalators.  The cold wind made its way past my coat and scarf, hitting my neck. The cold made it difficult to breathe so all I wanted was to make it to the bottom of the escalator.

I had to come to a halt because of a man that had stopped right before the right escalator.

Any other day, I wouldn’t have even registered this occurrence and moved on but the frustrations of the weekend had been wearing down on me all day. I heard myself let out a frustrated sigh. As I walked around him, I saw a flash of white and on my way down the left escalator, a frustrated and angry thought made its way through the music and into the forefront of my brain.

“What an idiot! I can’t believe he stopped in the middle of the crowd at the head of the stairs to put in his iPod earphones!”

At the bottom of the escalator, as I turned left to head to the train, I saw the flash of white again. He was not holding earphones in his hand.

He was holding a cane.

He had stopped at the top of the escalator to unfold his cane to guide his way through the crowd so he, too, could go home.

In a rush, as I let the unnecessary drama, the fatigue and the insignificant 30-second delay get to me, I made a judgment call.

That judgment call and the image of the cane in his hand haunted me all night.

We’re all rushing to get somewhere.

Let’s not rush through humanity, leaving civilization, consideration and courtesy behind.

29 thoughts on “Rushing Through Humanity

    1. I think in any large city with public transportation, this becomes an issue.


  1. Really, really great fucking blog.

    I should read it more. I miss my Myspace Sub List 🙁


  2. Gah, whenever I do this I feel like the biggest asshole. But it’s good that you’re able to stop and recognize your mistake of early judgement. You’ll be less quick to do it next time. We aren’t perfect. But we learn from these slip ups.
    .-= Mb´s last blog ..The shortest book review: The Traveler =-.


    1. Yeah, I felt like crap all night. I try not to make snap judgments. This was a big blow to that goal.


  3. yeah, I sorta feel bad when I yell at little old ladies driving too slow on the interstate, but it never lasts for long….


  4. I use my Reader, but I have 100’s of blogs pumped into it, so I don’t get through as many as I’d like.


    1. Make lists like I do. “Must-Reads”, “Locals”, “Funny”, “Deals”, etc.


  5. great read! i do things like this all time. i get so wrapped up in my old little world and so angry when others delay what i have to do.

    this really helps put it into perspective and makes me think i should pay some more attention!

    ps – i should really look into this google reader thing…no one is on myspace anymore…i came back to nothing…lol


  6. I’ve been on the receiving end of this scenario, when I had luggage. I had to stop in front of a staircase, slide the handle in, and then pick the luggage up and walked up/down the stairs. It was an ordeal, and I hated holding up whoever was rushing behind me about to bump into me. But it was also annoying to hear them muttering and cursing me when I was already trying to make the switch as fast as possible out of consideration for them.
    Although, not everyone is like that. One time, the people behind me actually offered to help me with my luggage, instead of muttering and cursing behind me. So there is hope for our society after all.
    .-= SassyGirl´s last blog ..I lovehate boys. =-.


    1. Well, even if I get frustrated, I try to keep it internal because I’ve been on the other side of the line too.

      It comes down to the ability to empathize.
      .-= PQ´s last blog ..Rushing Through Humanity =-.


  7. Why didn’t he have the cane out before?

    That’s clearly besides the point. And sadly, we’re all guilty of judging before we take a second to think about the situation. Maybe it’s a lesson in patience?
    .-= MinD´s last blog ..Post-holiday pessimism? =-.


    1. Well, he probably didn’t need it until he had to walk down the escalators.

      And yes, it’s a lesson in patience and humility.


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