When I walk to the train people run past me so that they can catch the 8:03am train so they won't have to wait around awkwardly for the 8:07am train, like a total idiot. They run my god they get a goddamn sprint going even! Do they arrive to work 3 minutes late to have their manager swing by and warn them they're on their second strike for tardiness concerns...
And the people that run always wear too much cologne and it stinks like a cheap motel full of sad memories, so I feel sorry for them.
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