When the train approaches the station of his destination, he gets up from his seat, tries to make for the door, but almost walks into a pole.
Another passenger yells,” Careful, there’s a pole in front of you!”
The old man breathes in, stands tall with all the vitality of his youth, and swings with all his might at the pole.
“Untermensch!” He yells. “When did those twats become so hard?”