“CAUTION: THE MOVING WALKWAY IS ENDING.”
Sunday morning, trapped in Chicago’s Midway Airport for 1-1/2 hours while waiting for my connecting flight home.
“CAUTION: THE MOVING WALKWAY IS ENDING.”
Watching totally oblivious nitwits standing in the passing lane of the moving walkway while people in a hurry walked right up to their backsides and stop, too polite to tell them to move it or stand aside.
“CAUTION: THE MOVING WALKWAY IS ENDING.”
A father entertained his young son by “walking” his fingers on the moving escalator’s handrail.
“CAUTION: THE MOVING WALKWAY IS ENDING.”
Sitting on the floor, away from the crowded gate, when the cleaning crew with huge dust mops expertly miss sweeping me away with the dust balls, crumbs, and paper trash.
“CAUTION: THE MOVING WALKWAY IS ENDING.”
Recording repeating every 8-9 seconds.
“CAUTION: THE MOVING WALKWAY IS ENDING.”
Trapped for 90 minutes, so, at approximately 7 announcements per minute, recording was heard at least 630 times.
“CAUTION: THE MOVING WALKWAY IS ENDING.”
Wondering how many I missed during the brief times I was fortunate enough to get engrossed in another thought and tuned it out.
“CAUTION: THE MOVING WALKWAY IS ENDING.”
Highlight of the time spent at the airport was seeing Matthew Lesko, the man who wears the question mark suit. Total nut case. Accompanied by his wife, a wingnut in her own right.
“CAUTION: THE MOVING WALKWAY IS ENDING.”
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