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21Jul/063

Rush

Standing in the queue at Tesco Metro. I'm next. One cashier serving.

Her (brandishing small ciabatta in plastic bag):

Do you mind if I go in front of you, it's only 20p

Me (looks at salad, bottle of water and piece of fruit in basket):

I don't mean to be rude, but I don't exactly have a lot of stuff either

Well, if you are really in that much of a hurry, knock yourself out

Her (gestures vaguely away from the shop):

I am actually, I have to get back.*

Me (supressing rage):

Perhaps you should have left earlier
If you wanted to go in front of me, you should have got here earlier
If you can't get the job done in the time permitted, ask for help
We all have places to get back to, or do you think people wake up in the morning and think "Today I'm going to spend some quality time queuing in Tescos"
...

* = said in a really patronising "oh, you know how it is" kind of way.

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  1. I’ve often wanted to say “actually yes I _do_ mind, wait your turn like everyone else”

    …after the event.

    : P

  2. Hmmm – things we wish we had the balls to say and do, this could run and run…

    Specifically, with regards to the unhinged shouty woman outside the pub yesterday after about an hour and a half of being described as cukoo and sexually devient, I really was very close to telling her very bluntly to shut up and b”&&√Ǭ£r orf.

  3. damn! I knew there was something I meant to do this (Sunday) afternoon! ;)

    : P


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