Shopper goes bananas over queue jumpers
Every weekend I dread facing the queue to get my fruit and vegetables weighed at the supermarket.
I try and get there as close to 9am as possible so that it isn’t a rugby scrum but in the face of deliberate jumping of the queue I get upset and end up gritting my teeth in frustration. So yesterday, I actually drummed up the courage to say politely to the European lady who came in from the side and put her basket on the counter that there was a queue. She looked outraged that I had dared to address her and she chose to ignore me.
When it came my turn, very sarcastically she said, “There you are”. I am ashamed to say I responded in equally sarcastic voice that I knew it was a very British thing to queue but it does work when everyone follows the simple rule. I constantly see people of all nationalities push in front when it is time to get the fruit and veg weighed and I get upset when labourers are treated as if they simply aren’t there because they may have just one item rather than a trolley full.
Supermarkets should have a better system but come on people, first come first served and we will all benefit, especially my blood pressure!