I was at the opera last night and in the interval, while I queued for drinks at the bar, I felt someone behind me trying to shove in past me.
I resisted the pressure but this person (who turned out to be a very sturdy woman of about 70) kept trying to push in and elbow me aside.
Finally, because the staff were slow at serving people at the side of the bar where I was standing, I got their attention and this old boot started waving her pre-ordered drinks slip around, again trying to shove me out of the way, saying her drinks weren't where she'd ordered them to be.
I told her that was all very well, but I'd got into the queue before her. Then she started grizzling about how she should go first, because she'd "already paid" - while still trying to elbow me aside. I told her a simple "excuse me" might have worked better.
When the barman came up, I ordered my drinks quick as I could. This woman then sneered: "Well, YOU'RE determined", to which I answered: "Well, at least I didn't push anybody."
Punchline is - it turned out her drinks weren't where she thought they'd be, because she was in the WRONG sodding bar and should've been downstairs!
How I laughed as she beat a red-faced retreat...
But honestly - what is up with people like that?
I resisted the pressure but this person (who turned out to be a very sturdy woman of about 70) kept trying to push in and elbow me aside.
Finally, because the staff were slow at serving people at the side of the bar where I was standing, I got their attention and this old boot started waving her pre-ordered drinks slip around, again trying to shove me out of the way, saying her drinks weren't where she'd ordered them to be.
I told her that was all very well, but I'd got into the queue before her. Then she started grizzling about how she should go first, because she'd "already paid" - while still trying to elbow me aside. I told her a simple "excuse me" might have worked better.
When the barman came up, I ordered my drinks quick as I could. This woman then sneered: "Well, YOU'RE determined", to which I answered: "Well, at least I didn't push anybody."
Punchline is - it turned out her drinks weren't where she thought they'd be, because she was in the WRONG sodding bar and should've been downstairs!
How I laughed as she beat a red-faced retreat...
But honestly - what is up with people like that?