The clock strikes 7:50 AM and I’m caught in a stream of people rushing down Madison Street. Brief cases, expensive handbags and people of all shapes and sizes rub elbows with one goal in mind, get to work.
I walk to my office every Monday through Friday from Olgilvie Transportation Center and I can’t help but observe this crazy scene of human behavior. (The pre-Starbucks behavior is even more interesting!)
I see lots of glazed over eyes, Blackberries, iPhones, iPods, and dirty looks. Some things I don’t see a lot of include smiles, manners and human interaction.
No one really smiles at each other while waiting on the corner. Not many will strike up a conversation and don’t mind hitting the occasional commuter with their briefcase. (Man that I always see walking near the Walgreens. Your briefcase has rammed me in the knee multiple times. It hurts. I know you know. Say excuse me!).
My roommate, Rebecca, calls her brother a robot. He gets up and goes to work everyday, comes home to read the paper and then goes to bed only to wake up and repeat that schedule. I immediately thought about the scene on Madison Street every Monday-Friday morning at 7:50 AM.
Are we all just robots programmed to live a life of routine?
We take the same route and hustle to work, put in our time at the office, go home and get up to do the same the next day.
Rebecca asked me if I thought I was a robot. A part of me said yes.
I take the same route to work everyday and although I may not hit people with my handbag, I’m another person in the sea of robots hustling to work on Madison Street. My life after work is semi-interesting. I attend various fitness classes, play with my dog and hangout with my family (I consider myself pretty lucky to have an employer that promotes a healthy work life balance).
I definitely have some “robotic tendencies” in my life but I think I’m doing pretty well compared to some folks I see at 7:50 AM. I’m not too robotic to smile at the fellow commuters shivering next to me on the crosswalk.
What do you think? Are you a robot?
For those that do think they might be robots. I challenge you to do something different in your life. It can be as simple as taking a new route to work, saying hello to the person standing at the crosswalk with you, downloading songs from a new band or taking Pilates.
Personally, this blog is a way for me to break out of my robotic tendencies. Other strategy includes tackling the man near the Walgreens that slams me with his briefcase.