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Our Respect For Each Other Is Diminishing
Yesterday, I decided to travel from Amsterdam to The Hague to meet a friend. I was in the country for a few days and it was a good opportunity to catch up.
I did some work beforehand and set off to Amsterdam Centraal station to catch the train. I got there a bit late and missed the one I wanted to get.
No problem, there were enough trains passing through. I wasn’t sure which one was the best one to get, so I decided to go to the information booth and find out.
As I was making my way there it became apparent there was a commotion. There was some sort of disagreement between a customer and the women behind the desk.
As they were speaking in Dutch I had no idea what they were talking about, but from the look on both of their faces it didn’t look like a pleasant discussion.
While this was going on, all I was thinking was “What is going on!?”
After a minute or two, the discussion came to an end and the man walked off with his wife to catch a train I presume. It became clear at this point that the women working at the information booth was distressed.
Tears were welling up and she was looking for someone to step in for her, while she took some time out to deal with the emotion of the situation.
