Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Why I take the stairs.

Every time I walk into the Staller Center I am faced with a decision. In my path towards THR 104 I am confronted with the decision to either take the stairs or enter the elevator. 50 percent of the time depending on if I'm running late or not the elevator entrance is packed with people. On those days It's not even a question. I will be taking the stairs. I don't think it's me being unsocial but rather me avoiding clutter and delay. I despise waiting on line. Ever since I was a kid the bore of waiting on a line irritated me. I felt that It was a waste of time and counter productive. It's not just actual lines of people it's anything that involves monotony and systematic routine. It's almost like I'm a rogue player that strays from the pack in all aspects. I also find that going up the stairs is a personal challenge everyday. I have two functioning legs and a healthy heart. I should use them to the extent at every chance I get. Don't get me wrong if I am in a 50 story building I will take the elevator but If I am going 3 or 4 stories up I will gravitate to the stairwell while all others wait on line to stand in the elevator. I know it's wierd but I get a wierd satisfaction from doing things the long way or the way less traveled.

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