[Serious] Have you ever been disturbed by an aspect of your character revealed by a stressful or threatening situation?

This is going to get buried, but I think I'm generally a pretty nice person, and my job can get very stressful at times, so I can usually at least wait until after the crisis has passed to lose my mind.

Then I got on an Amtrak escalator behind a couple with a ton of luggage.

Like, they had two of those wheelie carts with giant suitcases. A mountain of duffle bags between them and in front of them. The woman had a huge shoulder bag. They both had hands full of paper and plastic bags. My guess is they were coming back from their honeymoon or something, but it looked like they'd decided to move everything they owned to a new state via train.

As soon as I got on, I realized I'd made a mistake, but it was too late to get off and there was like a half-escalator length between us. I could jump over some stuff if it came down to that.

Except they were greeted at the bottom by an older couple. They hugged. They laughed. Their bags were being knocked around by the moving stairs. And I was getting closer and closer.

My exit was blocked by the young man and one of the wheelie carts. There was now someone behind me. I had visions of a six-person escalator pile-up and mangled fingers. I started to raise my purse, somehow convinced that hitting the young guy over the back of the head with it would help matters, when the guy behind me leaned over and yelled "MOVE YOUR STUFF, YOU NOODLES!"

They did. I still had to climb over their duffle bags, but we all walked away with ten fingers and no assault charges. The man who'd been behind me stuck around a few minutes to yell at them some more. I went to the parking lot reflecting on the seed of violence hidden in all mankind.

A cab driver outside was selling Girl Scout Cookies out of his trunk even though it was August. I bought Samoas. They were delicious.

Tl;dr- I always take the stairs.

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