You travel from on A to Z stopping in every single station in-between.Half way trough it there's this older person coming in.Now you're faced with a dilemma.Should you get up and give up your seat regardless of the fact that you are going to spend the rest of your trip standing up and fighting for an inch of breathing space, even thou that person could be off on the next station, or do you continue sitting down and pretend nothing is happening?
The choice is conditioned from the start and you are always going to be biased because if you do give up your seat you will regret it in two seconds (for that is not a person that desperately needs it) and the longer you stay seated the longer you feel disturbed.
The person is imposing on you, innocently, even if she doesn't know it.
I contend that on the London underground system is dog eat dog.
This is a city where millions use the public transportation so although good manners are never lost, chivalry on the morning or evening rush hour,is dead and buried.
SO PLEASE,STAND UP AND DON'T LOOK AT ME!!
A coisa e' a seguinte.
Nao e' que o cavalheiro em mim esteja morto.As boas maneira nunca ocupam espaco.Afinal "noblesse oblige" e, nos, os Abreu dos Santos somos assim(!!).Mas debato-me com a pressao de ceder o meu lugar ,no metro cheio, a esta senhora de meia-idade.Nao sei se saira na proxima estacao, ou seguira' curso ate' ao final como eu.O facto e' que ja' se impos em mim, inadvertidamente ou nao.
A minha contencao, e' , pois, que no sistema de metro ,sobrecarregado, londrino, e' um mundo de cao e como tal o cavalheirismo esta' morto e enterrado.
ASSIM SENDO, FACAM O FAVOR DE CONTINUAR DE PE' !!
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