I had a revelation on my way home from work the other day. That revelation being - rules be damned, I'm doing whatever the fuck I want.
I'm on the L, and, when we get to my stop, we just sit there with the doors closed. The CTA isn't all that reliable, so this happens sometimes. Not a big deal. However, we sit there for a good ten minutes with the doors closed. Something's up.
My gut instinct in the situation is to pull the emergency release knob and let myself off the train. However, I have this pesky inner-voice telling me to obey the rules, adhere to social norms, and not cause a scene. So, I spent ten minutes staring at the emergency release knob, telling myself that I shouldn't just pull it, because it's only to be used in case of emergencies. What happens next? We fucking leave! The doors never opened. I was never given the opportunity to get out. My train just took the fuck off.
This will NEVER. HAPPEN. AGAIN.
Had I just pulled the emergency open knob I would have been out the door and headed to my condo. Instead, I took a detour to the southside and wasted an extra half hour of my day. Next time, I'm going with my gut (Colbert-style), and doing things my way.