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Sunday 26th March 2006

Like a comedian trapped inside a hackneyed routine I totally chose the wrong queue at the supermarket this evening (well Marks and Spencers Food Hall- I am better than you and don't forget it). The other queue had seemed longer, but the one I got into was filled with idiots, like the woman who didn't have enough money to pay for everything in her basket, so had to work out which items she was going to take and which she would leave behind.
I didn't mind too much as I saw the man who had gone into my spot in the other queue already getting his stuff checked through whilst I was fourth in my line as I wasn't in too much of a rush. Not too much.
The woman in front of me only had one item, a 2 pint milk carton - this fact was one of the factors that had made me choose this line in the first place. The man in front of her had a big basket full of stuff. Supermarket etiquette dictates that the big basketed consumer will allow the one item person to nip in front of them, but this floppy haired trendy looking young man either didn't conform to that etiquette or had failed to notice the woman behind him. If not he was certainly pretending not to have noticed. I hated him with all my being. He looked like the kind of man with a social conscience who would go on anti-war marches and campaign for the environment and yet here with the things that really count in this world - slight politeness - he didn't give a fig. His basket might be filled with soya milk and fresh whole trout and weird looking herbs, but he had no care for this woman with her one item. Maybe he was punishing her for drinking normal non-soya milk that wasn't even organic, but I think more likely he wa just a dick.
I suppose we are all capable of this casual selfishness and no doubt sometimes we are off in our own little world and don't notice what's going on around us, but I was still disappointed in this fish eating, soya drinking man. Not enough to point out his rudeness to him. I didn't want to start a fight in Marks and Spencers in front of all those pictures of my future wife. What would she think? You know if she is magic and can see through any picture of herself.
Try to be thoughtful to each other out there people.

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