It is ludicrous. A plane lands. Nothing to happen in the next few minutes. Doors closed. Yet everyoe stands there sandwiched In the aisle. Stressed out, suffering, as if something is going to be missed, and all for nothing. You will mostly make an additinal minute, and usually even not this.
I sit like a king. Enjoy sitting, relax, even may read a book, or music. Sometimes i happen to enjoy these last minutes more than the tme before.
Why suffer and put on yourself useless stress, and from your own choice?