Grrrrrr

You know what really grinds my goat? (Other than the phrase "grinds my goat")


When people cut into line, especially when that line is a line for food. Three times so far this week and twice today, people have cut directly in front of me in line. The first time today was when I was waiting at Subway for a sandwich. We have a Subway on campus in the "Hub". Yeah, not the SUB, the Hub. Throws me off my game every time, but basically serves the same purpose. Anyway, there's usually a suuuuper long line around lunch time, but on Tuesdays I have class just across the street so I can usually beat the crowd. I was maybe 5th in line today which is practically first. Then, a girl cuts right in front of me to stand with her friend. It's not like they were sharing one sandwich or even paying together. BULLSHIT. Here's the conversation that would have happened had I been in the mood for confrontation.

Claire: Excuse me, I just had a question.

Girl: Yeah?

Claire: Well, I was just wondering, well assuming really, that you passed primary school, right? I mean, you are in a university, it seems to me that one of the prerequisites was a primary school degree.

Girl: Um...yeah, I made it through.

Claire: So then, you know what the basic idea of thought behind the line is, right? That you stand at the back and wait until you're at the front? And stepping in front of other people is called "cutting" and there is an international, unspoken, "no cutsies" rule?

Girl: I was just standing with my friend, she was waiting for me.

Claire: Well I'm waiting for my sandwich and I was here first as were all of these people behind me. You can either go to the back of the line on your own or I will pick you up and place you there.

Girl: Fine mrehmrere blahblah blah i'm stupid.


But this didn't happen. She was quite small though. I could have carried her quite a ways. Or possibly even tossed her back there. Anyway, I got my sandwich and it was awesome. I did not let this girl ruin my lunch. The end.

Which I rarely am because it seems like more worth than it's worth and you usually come out looking like the wrong one.