Allow me to vent...
I was lining up at the FX terminal this morning (yes, there was a loooong line, for some reason) when a guy came in after me asking if I was the last in line. I said yes. Before I knew it, he had cut in and was 8 people in front of me! (it's difficult to describe here, but if you've lined up waiting for an FX, you'll know what I mean; otherwise, you're left to your imagination).
I had to restrain myself from making a scene and telling him off for cutting in like that, quite subtly at that. It took every ounce of the energy I was saving (not to make a scene), to not tell him to go back to kindergarten for not knowing how to fall in line. What an absolute jerk-o-saurus!
I finally consoled myself when the jerk ended up riding the same FX taxi I was in, effectively nullifying any advantage he attempted to get with his idiotic act.
Good Wednesday morning!
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