Escalator sides are sacred. Stand on the wrong one and you'll feel a whole city's worth of quiet fury behind you. I learned within about two commutes.
I stood on the wrong side of the escalator, talked on the phone on a quiet train, and sat in what was apparently the 'wrong' seat — all in one week, all met with silent judgement. Nobody says anything, you just feel the disapproval. What are the unwritten transport rules you only discovered by breaking them?