Posts tagged ‘amusing’

Apr 2009
baad jokes

Ah, this is a beautiful story, and a great example of how, well, British we all are…

Queue jumpers are generally a weasily and cowardly lot who like to pick on the weak. In contrast, I’m a big stocky bloke with a shaven head. It doesn’t matter that on the inside I’m a nerdy bloke who generally wouldn’t hurt a fly, when John McQueuejump skulks into view he generally scurries quickly past me avoiding my gaze and looks for better prey.

This was exactly what happened one day, when I found myself part of the aforementioned queuing at Victoria during a Tube Strike.

A suited, and obviously late, business man bustled up from the closed tube entrance, took one look at the queue and then sighed. I was ten feet away from him virtually at the front of the queue, and from that moment I knew he was going to queuejump.

And queue jump he did. He walked to the front, carried on walking past the various blokes and was about to push in ahead of a lady with a push chair who was two people in front of me when he suddenly realised I was looking straight at him with that most dreaded of English expressions – RAISED EYEBROWS (dun dun dun!).

He changed his mind, lowered his gaze and walked quickly past me before cutting back in line ahead of the old lady directly behind me.

I turned round and said, politely, that there was a queue here and that perhaps he’d missed it.

“I’m in a Hurry.” He said.

I pointed out that a lot of people in the queue were in a hurry but they seemed to recognise the need to queue, so maybe he should consider heading to the back of it.

“Mind your own fucking business.” He said.

Well obviously I did the only sensible thing a man can do in that situation. I turned to the old lady behind him, smiled sweetly at her and said: “Would you like to go in front of me madam?”

And she did, the queuejumper being forced to shuffle back as I did to let her in. Then i turned to the bloke who had been behind her, and said to him: “Want to go in front of me mate?”

And he did as well.

In fact, the next sixty or seventy or so people all replied in the affirmative as well, and slowly but surely I (and the queuejumper) shuffled further and further back the line until we reached the end of the line and the end of our strange comedic queue-based dance, me holding eye contact with him the whole time.

Oct 2008

I’m so tempted to get this printed out and put it on the wall…

Sep 2008
I love Radio4…

… and now the weather: Rain. In sport…