Saturday, December 13, 2003

Crowds

Crowds

Today, whilst holiday shopping, I realized what it is I hate about large groups of people. When a crowd gets together in a stressful situation (i.e. crowded parking lot, standing in a line), no one ever slows down to think. They speed up, and act on every impulse that's normally repressed.

PERSON IN CAR: Wow. This parking lot is really crowded. Someone could get hurt, or worse yet, damage my car. If I see a hole in the traffic flow, I better gun it at 60 mph across the median before some "crazy" hits me.

PERSON AT RED LIGHT: Hmm. Seems there's a red light. I better run it, before someone does something stupid like run a red light.

PERSON IN AISLE: I wish these jack-asses would move their carts out of the aisle. Maybe if I bang into them with my cart, they'll understand my concerns.

So this Christmas, do yourself a favor and buy a set of horse-blinders. Because if you see more than four people doing different things at once, you'll become overstimulated and decide that the quickest way to the checkout counter is by pushing me through the holiday display.

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