Comment 9 years off for me (Score 1) 486
A condescending, sarcastic voice booms through the empty station, "Would the child stop playing on the escalator..."
Around 1993 I was coming home from university at 1 AM, waiting for the once-per-half-hour late train in one of the Edmonton underground LRT stations. Alone and lost in thought with algorithms homework, I was killing time by walking up the base of a down escalator, matching its speed, unaware I was being watched by some bored killjoy monitoring a CCTV camera.
Humiliated at the time, I've since spent years watching TV cameras erected in every imaginable place and imagined authoritarian assholes staring at banks of TV screens looking for any opportunity to power trip.
Around 1993 I was coming home from university at 1 AM, waiting for the once-per-half-hour late train in one of the Edmonton underground LRT stations. Alone and lost in thought with algorithms homework, I was killing time by walking up the base of a down escalator, matching its speed, unaware I was being watched by some bored killjoy monitoring a CCTV camera.
Humiliated at the time, I've since spent years watching TV cameras erected in every imaginable place and imagined authoritarian assholes staring at banks of TV screens looking for any opportunity to power trip.
