On Planet Japan, every train is the last train. Well, at least in the minds of these crazy Tokyorites, instead of waiting for the next train, which is probably 3 minutes away, they love to push and shove, squeeze and squish themselves into already packed carriages, probably thinking that the next train will never come.
Little old ladies, dainty young chicks, salarymen turn into crazed sardines believing they can always squeeze one more in... their faces glaze over as if in a trance and they literally turn violent, using elbows, handbags and briefcases to 'make' space.
Personally, I rather wait another 3/4 minutes for the next train, it's invariably less crowded and you don't have to start the day sniffing an old lady's mouldy wig or smelling a salaryman's fart.
1 comment:
man, if i let one off in there, there'd be a lot of dead ppl...hehe
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