Evil, I tell you. They mock you as you walk.
I promise the Vegas recapping finishing is coming. I just have a mind blank today.
We got into Calgary today around like, 12:30 AM. I don't know the exact time, just that I was groggy and half asleep from using Gravol to sleep the whole plane ride. I was definitely not ready for a line up at customs, and even more not ready for the rude signs on the way there.
It starts out safe. You don't get any for the first 30 seconds. But then you get the first one. These signs know how long it's going to take you before it's time for your massive line, you see. And these signs lead a pretty boring existence, just watching people walk by them to go to this line. So they start mocking you.
"You are 6 minutes and 45 seconds away from Canadian customs" the first one will tell you. You think, "Alright, cool" as you continue to walk. About 15 seconds later, you stumble upon the second sign. "You are 6 minutes and 30 seconds away from Canadian customs."
You blink at this sign, wondering why the redundancy. You wonder why you need signs to tell you how far away you are. The signs continue onwards down this 7 minute-ish long hallway. Some of them are 30 seconds apart. Some are 15 seconds. Some are 25 seconds. But they're there, the whole time. Mocking that you have an annoyingly long hallway, and that you're tired, and you have a line up to get into the country ahead.
Stupid signs.
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