Queue Jumpers

I was in a clothing store one Saturday afternoon in the charming city of Dublin. There was a really, really long queue for the changing rooms and I ws (finally ) at the front of it. Well, two women saunter up to the changing rooms, paralell to the long queue and try to go straight in.

The problem with this is that is was me at the front of the queue. I told them in no uncertain terms to gtfo and that that big long line of people standing there patiently weren't lining up for Westlife autographs. The two of them, instead of slinking away, having been caught out, tried to protest :eek: "No, no, you don't understand" Huh? No, love, you don't understand, back of the queue.

At this point the dressing room attendant came out and did enforce the whole concept of "standing behind all the other people who were there before you" rule of queueing. Then someone came out so I went in.

I'd kinda love to know what they thought I didn't understand, though. Should've asked.

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That story had a happy ending but in places like Spar, Centra, Mace, Londis et cetra, there is a lot of queue-hopping. It's usually a lot less blatant than the above though. I was in a store in Tallaght one time and a bloke played the trick of standing beside me, instead of behind me so that when the person at the register moved on he went to go next.

I challenged him too but the person behind the till served him so I walked off. I always try not to condone that kind of thing. I hate it when these people are let away with it. I had to go back to that shop in the end because I couldn't find what I was looking for anywhere else and the in-bred twerp behind the counter acknowledged the incident, apologising and admitting that he knew I were there first but he didn't want that guy to 'start anything'. I guess I'm not intimidating-looking enough to get served in a shop, despite the implementation of "queueing"