On Easter Sunday the mall was closed. I went there with the wife for some shopping, and all the shops were gated. But the entrance to the mall itself was unlocked. People wandered up and down the lane, looking into the inaccessible shops, as if hoping one of the stores would be open. There were so many people around that at first we thought this must be the case–why else would so many people be here?
But that must have been what everyone thought. Like ants caught in a death-spiral, people kept filing into the mall, walking through it, then exiting with nothing. All because other people were already there doing it.
How many other things in life do we do for just that reason…