This incident occurred whilst I was transferring buses downtown on a lighty snowy day last week.
It was a gorgeous morning, cold, light glittery snow falling with the sun peaking out around the skyline.
It was also hella slippery because there is ice everywhere hiding under that glittery snowfall.
I stopped at the lightrail tracks over to my waiting bus because the lightrail train was already dinging away at the station, calling out "Look out, I am a big train and I am moving now."
A young man who apparently does not speak lightrail train came rushing up behind me:
I literally screamed! He ran out right in front of that train to get to a bus that was waiting at a stoplight for the train to pass. I am sorry, but what a self-centered idiot!
In his leap to beat the train, he could have slipped and fell and really been clobbered by that train...or the train might not have been able to stop..wait...one should just ALWAYS assume that the train will not be able to stop!
PLUS, the guy got on a bus to the University, and at that time of day those buses come about once every 3 minutes.
After the train passed, I crossed the tracks and got on the same bus the guy got on. I stood in front of him in the aisle fuming. I could not decide what to say to him. I could have just said, "Good thing you risked your life and the mental health of that train driver to get on this bus that is still stuck at the friggin' stoplight!" or "You are a f-in idiot for running in front of a MOVING TRAIN!".
Of course, being a Minnesotan (see #6 at this link), I did not drudge up the courage to directly confront him before he hopped off on the West Bank campus. I really need to shake off that part of my Minnesotan-ness.