Everyone has some place to go; otherwise, they wouldn't be on the plane. You're not that special, Mr. Business Man -- from flyertalk
Arriving at JFK Airport in New York City the other day, I was confronted with a familiar scene: a human stampede.
My plane lands and taxis to the gate; and within microseconds 98 percent of the passengers are aggressively reaching toward the overhead compartments, lining up to leave–a mass exodus. It's pushy and uncomfortable.
I stayed in my seat watching.
Is there something that I don’t understand?
It’s my habit to be the last passenger out of an aircraft. The strategy usually pans out, and so it did again. When I finally got to baggage claim, lo and behold, everyone was standing around waiting anyway. I just missed out on a lot of pushing and anxiety. So, what’s going on? Why the rush?
Here’s my conjecture. What’s yours?
Airports and Human Nature
So I left the plane and got to the carousel where I met my muse, a kindly customs agent named Mr. McGee. He also felt badly about all the rush and fuss. As we both looked at the huge crowd hovering around the baggage carousel, he wondered, “Why do people impose deadlines when they aren’t necessary? Doesn’t life give us too many deadlines as it is?”
I responded: “Maybe we like our anxiety. It gives us something to think about.”
Mr. McGee: “You see a lot of rushing and then waiting here; too much pressure. I just don’t see the point."
Flying in a tube at 35,000 feet is perilous. Taking control right afterwards may be instinctual. But we try to hard to control too many things. Sometimes letting go is what’s required. You'll get to the same place, but with a lot less pushing and shoving.
My story had a sweet twist. Despite waiting, my bags came out first.
And, if thay hadn't, I'd be happy to wait.