Happy New Week, and Happy New Train life blog post!
Today I want to introduce you to one more of the of the characters I've encountered in my daily travels.
Meet the Commitmentphobes. No, I'm not talking about their relationship status, but about their ability to commit to any move. So they look in one carriage, maybe even put one foot in it, then seem to decide against it and back out, lucky to not knock down those behind them like bowling pins! It's the same for choosing a seat. They'll glance round, sit down, fidget then get up and move two rows down the opposite side. So far, so unobtrusive really.
However, the Commitmentphobe's most annoying attributes come to light in the station. A whole train's worth of people has disembarked,and they're all keen to get out of the station as quickly as possible. I get in to the lower level of Glasgow Central station, meaning we all have to go up stairs and then through the automated ticket barriers to get out. There are generally two or three ticket barriers operational, so we all pick a queue, join it and wait our turn. Not fun, but straightforward enough. The Commitmentphobe doesn't see it like this. While everyone else clearly joins one queue or another, they instead will hover in a position between two queues, ready to make a last minute dash to which ever one moves more quickly. If you're behind them, you're stuck, because you don't want the people behind you to think you're the problem, but you can't move to be clearly in one queue or another as they're blocking your way.
The Commitmentphobe is one of my least favourite people on the commute, because the annoyance at the station, the last leg in the morning journey, makes me frustrated just as I'm starting my day. Suppressing the inner scream of 'just choose an fn queue' is NOT the morning mantra I should be chanting in my head to bring a good day!
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