On a slightly more serious note: I really wonder what’s going on in your mind when you press that button and cross anyway. Is it just because “I don’t care”, or is there more to it? If so: what?
EDIT: In case it’s because you don’t care: why do you press the button then?
Yeah I’ve done that a few times. These days, depending on the road and how busy it is, I’ll wait a few seconds in hopes that a gap opens and press the buttoj if one doesn’t.
Last week I saw a teenage girl walk past a crossing, push the button, then carry on walking on the same side. I guess that’s some kind of rebellious spirit.