Excuse me, sir, but there is only one way off of the escalator, and you seem to be blocking it completely. I patiently waited behind you as we slowly climbed to the second floor. I even refrained from aggressively tapping my toe or trying to squeeze by as you selfishly stood in the center while holding both germ covered railings. Your lunging stance, one foot anxiously placed two steps above the other, didn’t fool me. I knew you were going to be “that guy” just enjoying the ride.
You may not have noticed, but now that we’ve reached the top I am still waiting for you to move out of the way. Your lack of preparation and slow decision between strolling right or staggering left has caused a back log of people, leaving us breathing down your back – which just so happens to have been exposed to one Aqua Digio squirt too many. Please, sir, I ask that tomorrow you take the 1.5 minute journey to devise a game plan of which way to go. Please do not be surprised that they ride has come to an end, or wait for a recorded multi-lingual voice to tell you that the end is approaching.
Consider this a warning, because tomorrow I may not be so patient. After all, you have just become the one thing that stands between me and Starbucks. Do you really want to find yourself in that position?
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LOL that always happens!!
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