Clerk: I'm so sorry for your wait, thanks for being patient. I'll be right with you all.
Me, the next person in line: No worries, you look a little swamped.
Broad perusing the table next to the register to her daughter: Maggie, come on. We're next.
Me: Looks behind me to see if I'm the only person to notice this bitch cutting the line. Excuse me, I've been here for a few minutes. There's a line.
Broad: I was actually in line, just looking at this table.
Guy behind me: Well, then you were not in line. That is called "still shopping."
Broad: I have to get my daughter to a birthday party. Sits stuff down on counter right smack in front of me.
Guy behind me: Great lesson for your daughter on respecting others.
Broad: Ignores guy. We're on our way to a birthday party. It said no gifts, but I think this would be nice for my daughter to give her, don't you? Do you have any ribbons we could tie on these? Maggie, these are 5 for $10. Can you go pick two more?
Me: You're kidding, right? You are what's wrong with humanity.
Why, WHY didn't I channel my inner Rube? Had I not been so shocked by her rude behavior (really, what is this, the middle school lunch line?), I would have Rubed her in a heartbeat.
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