Bitching - Cutting Queue is Cutting Queue

If there's one thing that I really hate, apart from traffic jams, is queue cutting. I hate queue cutting whether in a jam, at the store, at the restaurant or in the mall. I think it's just rude. So, whenever I have to line up at the traffic lights and someone 'conveniently' tries to wiggle their way into the line, I don't often give way.

Call me a B or whatever, I don't care. Line up like everyone else. Unless I am in one of my Zen modes which isn't often when I am behind the wheel.

So, today, I was in 7-11 and there was this foreign man (I shall not mention the nationality because my son happens to opine that racial profiling should be stopped...and it's not China Chinese) decides to not just...how to say this? Let me draw a stupid picture. LOL

OK, the said A-hole is furthest to the left and I was using Counter A and this man used Counter B, crossing over and cutting the queue for Counter B. I kept quiet in the beginning because the cashier entertained him and the others were not any making noise.

Until he had to cross my path to pay Counter B. Still kept quiet but had royal dirty looks to throw at him.

When he was leaving, I just muttered 'so rude' to MY cashier but I guess he was waiting for me to say something because he turned around and threateningly asked me 'What did you just say?' and at first I said 'Nothing. I was talking to him' but he kept asking me 'No, what did you just say? Say it again' so, I said it again lah.

His excuse was this is a counter, everyone uses this counter to pay! Huh? You don't see two cashiers kah? You don't see the people lining up kah? What the... then he says to mind my own business because he wasn't talking to me so, I answer that he was right, I was talking to the cashier to begin with. LOL.

Anyway, cutting queue is not the way to go, OK? And if you do, and I can't stop you from doing it, I can have and will share my personal opinion with whoever I want. You can be bigger than me, tougher than me, but cutting queue is cutting queue.

Using Cantonese slang...damn no manners.

Bitch Mode On,
Marsha

p.s. Happy Holidays tomorrow, Malaysians. Let's go clog the malls! LOL

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