The Most Important Person
The look people make when they're the last one to board a train on a Friday night is sometimes enough to instigate a rage dump. They step onto a crowded public vehicle at the last minute and, ignoring the number of people standing, look at the benches full of passengers. The face is often the same; a look of disgust and disappointment that there are no seats remaining. The thought of waiting 5 minutes for the next empty train to arrive never crosses their mind, though. They have to get home as soon as possible. They are, after all, the most important person on the planet.