Precious minutes I

I always find it hilarious when people run to catch the red line between four and seven.

Some dude just sprinted past me while I calmly walked. Sure the train was just sitting there, doors parted, so inviting. But I do not want to be that guy that ran for the train when the next one comes in a minute.

The irony is that I actually half jogged to catch the metro this morning but missed by about four feet. In my defense, on the yellow line, the trains run every seven minutes. I will look the fool to save that much time.

Sent via BlackBerry from T-Mobile