When I've shopped in the city centre I catch the bus home from its terminus, so lots of people on their way into town have to alight before those waiting to travel home can board the bus.
I sit patiently in the bus shelter until the hubbub subsides, and then amble onto the bus when there is no longer a queue.
I'm usually the only one to do that. The others, even some tottery folk even older than I am, cluster round the entrance to the bus, obstructing the departure of those alighting, and then stand in line to watch each other enter, their buttocks quivering in anticipation of I know not what.
Are they really people, or just ineptly programmed robots ?
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