BART is a very interesting social experiment.
Not only does it force people from all walks of life to crunch together (armpit to face, crotch to face, butt to face, face to face, butt to butt and so on...) but it does so during man's weakest hours --- weekday mornings.
Students, worker bees, Executives, Executives to be and the like, willingly step into crowded, and often stank, spaces just to make it to work on time. We do it with pleasure! "What?, I have to stand next to a guy who's gonna yell 'meeetyaaaa! gagagagagagagagagagaga meeeeetyaaaaaaa!' the whole way. What? I might still hear him over my headphones and perhaps feel his breath on my face. Oh and he smells like the shoe section of the Salvation Army? ... well at least I caught the train!"
The BART ride home is generally less crowded. Sometimes there are even.. *gasp* seats! The funny thing is, when presented with a standing room only BART car, most people just stand wherever, unafraid to get too close to the "meeeeeeeetyaa!" guy and grateful that they made it on at all.
When given the choice of where to sit, however, the average BART rider becomes a total retard.
There was this one time that I sat behind an empty row (each row is comprised of two seats). One of the seats in this empty row had vomit on it. Every other row in the entire car had at least one person sitting in it. This means that anyone who stepped into the bart car was presented with two options:
a.) Share a row with a stranger
b.) Have your own row but sit next to the vomit.
To simplify this dilemma I will phrase the options like this:
a.) sit next to a person
b.) sit next to vomit
Everyone* who came into the BART car (while I was there to observe**) CHOSE THE VOMIT. EVERY SINGLE ONE. They would scope out the car, take a look at the vomit, SHRUG and then sit down next to barf. Eventually they'd change their minds and move...just in time for some other jackass to show up and chose barf over people too.
*about five or six people
**about 25 minutes
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Yeah, but if it were barf vs. meeeeeeeetyaaa guy, what are you going to choose. Know what I mean?
- kt
I think that sometimes people sit down next to (or on) things that they don't mean to... and decide to pretend like they didn't make a mistake. Haha. And other people on public transportation are not nice enough to tell people not to sit there.
Once I plopped down on a seat not realizing it had gum on it. Not one person said a thing to me. Jerks.
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