I have to travel on the rail system early in the morning.
I see the same people every weekday morning.
Without fail, the people who drive me nuts are the two ditherers.
One guy, at the main station I pass through has the same rucksack every day. I look out for it.
He gets up close to the bank of ticket barriers, effectively blocking two or three at a time, scrolling through his phone for his e-ticket, before finding it and letting himself through.
At the smaller destination station I work near, the woman who drives me nuts is also a ticket finder.
The smaller station has four barriers - three small and one wide.
Without fail. WITHOUT FAIL she almost sprints out of the door of the train like it's a starting pistol, takes the stairs two at a time, ignores multiple signs to get our tickets and passes ready, as she power marches up to the ticket hall.
Every bloody morning, I get up to the ticket hall to see her fishing through one of two huge tote bags, which she won't take off her shoulders, so she's effectively trying to fish around beside and behind herself to find her pass.
Depending on her contortions, I can sometimes get to the wide gate, but have to wait, as it counts down before letting me through, sidle past and get through the nearest narrow gate or some days I have to wait until she finally gets her pass and tries to squeeze through one of the narrow gates.
Twats. The pair of them.