For the three days of the week I go into the office for work I take the Metro, which is about an 8-minute walk from my apartment building. Throughout almost the entire walk you can see when the train comes pulling up to the station, and I've learned that unless I'm about 20 steps from the escalator down to the train I'm not gonna catch it, so there's no point in bothering to panic & speed up if I do see it while I'm walking.
The other day about a minute into the walk I sensed someone walking up behind me, and became greatly annoyed as he seemed to want to sidle up next to me and start fucking chatting. Before I could do an oh HELL no and quickly disabuse him of such a terrifying notion, we both saw the train coming towards the station. We're not even close to halfway there so it didn't even occur to me to speed up, and besides that I was focused on working up enough Jedi mind control steam to make this motherfucker disappear.
Which, incredibly, is exactly happened:
Just as I was about to declare my entire day officially ruined, I heard him shout "oh shit!" and just like that he took off like a jackrabbit, presumably expecting to catch the train despite not being able to run at the speed of light. I felt a mixture of relief, "fuck you!", and mild bemusement in a "go get 'em, kid!" way even though I knew that when I finally ambled down into the station to wait for the train he'd be standing right there waiting for it too.
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