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How I hate to wait!!!

Well this may fix your problem

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AKA Be careful, don`t touch the plate as it is very hot....................aaargh!

Being a frequent traveller on all kinds of vehicles, I find that an elderly gentleman (such as myself, I hope) doesn't need to be bothered with the pressing of buttons (having pressed other people's buttons a life-time long). Should the doors not open and leave me stranded either on or off the transport in question then that's OK - because, you see, I have plenty of time...

In fact when I'm in London, which is quite often, Russell Square and Holborn underground stations are places of sheer joy to me (no buttons have to be pressed there), and I like to sit on a bench on the platform and hum Neil Diamond's song 'What a Beautiful Noise', joining him in his absent appreciation of my surroundings.

The only thing that bothers me is when standing at traffic lights in the rain, having, against all my principles, pressed the pedestrian' button time and time again and nothing happens. I think that when it rains such buttons should be so programmed that they obey instantly - the car drivers are, after all, keeping nice and dry. (And they can always use their mobile in a manner most hidden and tell their wives that they'll be home a little later and she should put the dinner in the oven). They 'phone anyway to say 'I'm just passing Migros' so it's no skin off their noses.

I hate such websites.

http://www.85qm.de/up/BigRedButton.swf

AAKA - Wet Paint

I confess that I do it. It's something to do with that (minor) anticipation that comes from waiting at the door for the tram/bus/train to come to a stop. It gives me a nice feeling of being prepared.

People pressing buttons bothers me not a jot.
I'm nearly always the closest person to the train door, when the train gets to Lausanne if I have a suitcase with me, because I'm very arthritic, so I get to the door before the stampede.
I never press the button. The reason being that some young bloke behind me will get shirty with the silly old bat blocking the door who is too stupid to do anything, and he'll lean over me to press the button and, hey-presto, sometimes he'll notice that said silly old bat has a suitcase blocking his way and he'll offer to lift it down for me.
If he doesn't offer, I just let him fall over it

guilty. sometimes, i will try to press it as many times as possible in the space of 5 seconds.

why can't they be like the old train doors in the UK? could always open them up and jump out while the train was still moving.

There’s button overload wherever we go.
Take virtual buttons, like the facebook “like” button and the thanks/groans on the EF. It’s plain conditioning. Skinner must be celebrating in his grave.

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Loving the admissions of guilt.

I'm happy that this thread has brought together a melting pot of button-pressing folk from around the globe

Moral of the thread: pushing buttons is fun and f*** you if you don't like it!

+1

And I like to do it while waiting for the elevator, especially if one or more of the following conditions are met:

- the elevator is already moving to reach the floor where I am
- the light on the button is on, clearly showing that I pressed it already
- my wife is beside yelling at me to stop

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On ICN trains, I've been positioned first to get off and have pushed the button. It's lit.

At least twice in the last two months, someone has leaned around me to press the already-pressed button.

1. Get out of my personal space, freak!
2. The button's already lit, freak!
3. If you really, really need to press the button, the one on the other side of the train is available

Reverse situation confession:

Growing accustomed to the Tube (where doors open automatically, regardless of button-pressededness), then arriving in a city where the public transport doors require a button press/handle twist. Then standing dim-wittedly waiting for the doors to open, only to be told by a guard: 'You have to turn the handle'.

Reverse-reverse situation amusement:

On the Tube, where said doors open automatically, watching people pointlessly mash the open button in the hope of getting them to open more quickly.