I was on my way home from classes the other day, and saw something worth revisiting. I was downstairs at Back Bay station, waiting for the Worcester train on Track 5. I was down there early, as I had nothing really better to do. Anyway, as the train’s arrival grew nearer, more people started arriving at the platform. I’m a people watcher, not for judgement but because people are amusing. So, a group of 5 or so business people walks down the stairs and is headed down the long platform. Even though I was certain they were together, they slowly split up, each of them standing at a different spot on the platform. So, I though whatever. But they were staring at one another, and smirking, and giggling. My suspicions rose. Long story short, when the train pulls up, there’s only usually one or two doors that open, allowing people to board. The group spread out so that it was a sure thing that one of them would be positioned right in front of the door. Once I found that out, I figured, how does this help the rest of them. Well, the rest quickly noticed which one got the door, and walked/ran that way. Then, the tricky bastard at the door, without saying a word, held up the line so all his suited buddies could board first and get a seat. Needless to say, I stood the whole hour and a half home, and extended my bean stalk of a leg every time a member of the group tried to get off. You get what you give.