Another Bee in the Beehive

Chile won against Peru, and is going to the final, but that is not what I want to write about today.
Tuesday was my first day at work, CRU Consulting : the firm that knows everything single detail on the mining industry, especially Copper (Cu); given that Chile is the largest manufacturer of Copper in the world.

To get to the business district from my small hostel in the city center, one has to take the metro...

I got off my first crammed train at Baquedano  station and needed to make a transfer for line 1. I got up the stairs and the entrance to the next line was blocked by two security guards holding two barriers together (like those you see at cinema lines for example). I saw that everyone seemed to be flocking towards the barriers so I figured that that must be the right direction nonetheless. I then realized that, for some reason, everyone seemed to be taking a stance as if he  had instead fired a shot in the air after counting down from 3, everybody started running towards the platform, a swarm of suits and briefcases rushing for the next metro. Once I arrived at the platform, I saw why people were running, a crowd big enough to full up two whole trains was standing on the platform, waiting calmly and patiently until a train arrives and everybody begins the frenzy of pushing and shoving to reach the inside of the train. My technique was to just sink in the crowd and let the movement created by the pushers, slowly direct me towards the train, I don't know precisely by what mechanism I finally ended up in a metro, but I managed, alive. My face stuck against the window, my button-up shirt sticking out neatly over my cotton jumper, I was just another hen in the chicken farm...