Last Day of Summer
April 26, 2007 | permalink

I had an idea this morning, while being buffeted and elbowed by jackass commuters who were running to catch a train that they couldn't possibly make. I think that my idea would help relieve stress and reduce the possibility of falls and injuries during rush hour, as well as cut down on the number of unintentional elbows to the ribs from our fellow travelers.

I think there should be a series of lines painted on the floor of stations, color coded based on their distance from the platform, to help people make rational decisions about whether or not bolting through the station at the sound of that approaching train is a good idea or not. Maybe a green line to indicate that yes, from here, any healthy adult (traveling alone or with other healthy adults) familiar with the station should be able to make the train. Then maybe a blue one a little closer in, for tourists and those unfamiliar with the station. One closer to the platform still for people traveling with children, or the infirm. And maybe one way out there, a point of no return that indicates you shouldn't even bother unless you are an Olympic athlete.

Don't you think that would help?

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