
I've since become one of those people who loathe others who don't follow proper escalator etiquette (stand to the right, assholes, while us fleet-footed folks walk on the left), or get pissed when Metro thinks it's funny to shut down every escalator in a station and not tell anyone of the physically disabled sort (like when the elevators were broken in Farragut North once and this poor lady in a wheelchair was stuck on the platform until they got it working again). Or, when Metro gets even dumber and decides that if a escalator is broken they'll keep the ones going down functioning but the one going up unworking instead of making life a little easier for those going up (it's called gravity people, it'll carry you down the stairs).
Anyway, I don't know if the person on the other end of that shoe is a pile of mushy goo or just wandering aimlessly one-shoed, but the lesson, as always: fear and respect that escalator.
1 comment:
that is my favorite part of mallrats... the whole movie is classic, but the kid on the escalator always makes me laugh out loud.
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