helping out?

In case you haven't noticed, the name of the blog has changed. Before, it was called Sistema de Almacenamiento: a name in Spanish, but everything else was in English. Because I'm venturing (with my poor commitment to blogging) with another blog purely in Spanish, even more personal and at the same time more didactic, I wanted to completely differentiate this one. The other blog can be found at mexoracontinua.blogspot.co.uk . The reason for the previous name was that my initials are SA and I wanted to use them as the initials for the name of the blog; this idea I took from a book (can't be sure whether it was La fuerza de Sheccid) by Carlos Cuauhtémoc Sánchez. The current name, Lights at noon, is more related to the corresponding URL and also depicts better the topics that are covered: details and anecdotes that may be common place but some times don't go unnoticed, like lights at the brightest time of day. A few weeks ago my wife and I went to the cinema on Saturday morning, as we generally do, using the city's Metro system. We arrived to the station almost at the same time as the train we wanted to take and I ran to buy the tickets to catch it. Unfortunately, there was not enough time to catch it but in my desperation to pay the fare I asked my wife to go into the train without a ticket hoping that the machine would provide the tickets on time. It was about 9:10 AM and there was another train that we could take in ten more minutes. When my wife entered the wagon, a young man who had boarded the same train at the same station blocked the door so that I could go in. Once I got the tickets, I boarded the train and the young man let the doors go. I thanked him as profusely as I could and went to sit down. A moment later, the driver admonished us through the speakers reminding us that blocking the doors could grant us a fine of £100 or something like that. The driver took about ten more seconds of awkward silence before the train moved and we were finally on our way. I was grateful to the young man but at the same time I kept thinking that the whole incident should not have happened. Obviously, my wife and I couldn't keep the incident out of our minds and the trip was not as pleasant as in other occasions. Was the act of the young man harmful? Was it instigated by my wife coming into the train before I did (in other words, by me asking my wife to go into the train)? Would I do the same thing for somebody else? The action per se produced a delay of half a minute in the schedule. I don't think that it caused any of the passengers to miss another train or change their schedule drastically; it might have, though. I don't think, either, that the safety of the passengers was jeopardised. But, I do think that the action was not correct because those are the rules of engagement if you want to use the service in a compliant way. Am I too square? In addition, it may be that our behaviour brought about the young man's reaction; if we had not run or had looked less anxious, the young man wouldn't have noticed us. With all those facts and thoughts, I don't want to block the doors for other perfectly-able people... On the other hand, I can't but admire and respect the interest of the young man for others. I don't think I would have noticed that other people were trying to get on the train against the clock. What he did was unselfish and risky; I would like to have those attitudes... Oh, that young man, helping us get on time to watch a movie and teaching us to care for others with bold actions. #respect