I went to the cash dispenser this morning, and found one customer already using it, and another lady some ten feet away from it, who was bending over her pram to attend to her baby. I slipped in front of her and waited behind the man currently withdrawing cash. When he had finished I moved into place, only to find the woman behind me bleating that it was in fact her turn next.
"As I'm in a good mood this morning" I said, "I'll let you go first"
"It's nothing to do with whether you're in a good mood. I was next in the queue in case you hadn't noticed"
"Well I hadn't noticed, actually, because you were so far away"
"I think it's courteous (looking at where I was standing, which was indeed just behind her, I not wanting anyone else to think I wasn't in the queue either)to stand well back so I don't need to worry that you're trying to look at me entering my PIN"
At this point I admit I became exasperated.
"Look. I've told you I didn't think you were in the queue because you were standing so far away. Anyway, I'm not looking at you. Why on earth would I want to do that?"
She glared at me in a very hostile manner at this, but I simply reflected her hostility in my own steady stare back into her eyes.
When she had finished, she turned to me and said:
"Tell me, are you always as rude as this?"
"Oh no" I replied. "Sometimes I'm much worse"
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