Got To Respect This Drunk Dude That Has No Idea This Escalator Isn't Working

The overwhelming amount of sorrow that washes over you the moment you realize the escalator is currently out of order is pretty far up there as far as minor inconveniences are concerned. There's just some weird, overanxious sense of joy that you get when you think you are going to move from one place to another without any effort of your own. That fall from glory when you eventually see a stagnant staircase is about as harsh of a crash landing as one can have without actually suffering through something bad enough to be noteworthy.

For that reason, I am actually jealous of this guy's obliviousness to his surroundings. Look at him. He stood there for a solid minute without a care in the world. Not even an ounce of doubt in his actions. Any concept of time and distance was lost about 5 drinks ago. He's got nowhere to be and all the time in the world to get there. He clearly doesn't need anymore booze and the chances that he was going to find his hotel room were slim to none anyway. Sure, he looks like a fool standing there contently, albeit moronically, for what I can only imagine is the foreseeable future. However, that is a lot better than what his drunk ass would look like if he tried to conquer that steel death trap. One false step on those things and him and Geno Smith would be eating through the same straw. Get your laughs while you can folks, because sooner or later that escalator is going to the fixed. When it does it will be the drunk idiot in the wife beater that's laughing, not the endless stream of people that hated their lives for 30 seconds as they exasperatingly trudged up a nearly endless set of oversized steps. 


h/t Metro