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hope it will help you.
Explanation:
It’s just not the done thing - even when you’re allowed to.
Example. For the last 3 years, I’ve taken out a summer season ticket for our local outdoor pool. It was something they introduced after the council tried to shut down the pool. The community proposed to take over the running of the pool, bring in some much needed changes, and try and turn the pool into a profit-making ammenity. So we brought in a season pass in the hope that if enough locals got behind it, it would bring in much needed funds and help in the fight to keep the pool open. Now, it’s not cheap this pass…nearly £470 for my son and I…and that’s for the period of May to the first week of September. Part of the perk of the membership is that you don’t have to queue to go in. You can walk straight to the front of the queue, show the staff your season pass and they wave you in, or if the pool is at full capacity, you get to wait at the front of the queue and to go in next.
The first 2 years, no issues. We used it so much. I went swimming each morning at 7am…my son went in the evenings with his friends - we all went at weekends. It wasn’t busy enough that much queuing was necessary. Last year? Holy hell. With all that heat, everyone from 50 miles around seem to be heading to our superb huge outdoor pool with it’s lovely lawns and coffee shop. So of course, there were queues. So the first time, we humbly made our way to the front, apologising and trying to explain we had priority passes - to the sounds of grumbles, tuts and some people voicing their displeasure loud enough for us to hear. The second time we queue jumped, it was horrendous. I thought we were going to be mobbed. I had a father almost shouting at me that he didn’t care if I’d paid £1000 for a membership, he and his kids had been queuing for 20 mins in the heat and he wasn’t going to put up with it. I was apologising over and over again, trying to politely say that those of us that paid the membership were the ones that had helped keep the pool from council closure and this was just a little perk. It didn’t matter. and I have to be honest, I seriously couldn’t handle the pressure of the dirty looks and tuts, never mind the comments. I ended up taking my son and leaving and coming back at a quieter time.
So this year, I didn’t take out a membership. When the pool contacted me and asked why not, I explained and said it was just too stressful queue-jumping at busy times. I suggested that they may try and see if they could put up a cordoned off lane for members so we have our own queue to form. They said they would think about my suggestion.
So my point is that we simply do not take kindly to queue jumping no matter what the situation. Even we have paid for the privilege of jumping ahead, it’s just something deep within us that we don’t do. As another poster said, it’s just not civilised :)
Answer:
hey
Explanation:
This happened on British territory but not in Britain. An embassy is overseas territory of the nation it represents, right? (I’m not sure of the legalities, but you get my drift ?)
I was in the British Embassy in one of the Arabian Gulf Nations, doing some passport business. I was third in line, politely waiting my turn. (Passport business CAN take 15–20 minutes per customer!) I guess I’d already been waiting 25 minutes myself, and I could see a minimum of another 25 minutes or so before I was served. It was a standing line: no number tickets and sit down in comfort and wait for your number to be called! The line behind me was another 3 or 4 deep. A long wait for the back number!
The door crashed open. A ‘princeling’ barged in. This is a member of the local aristocracy, who wears a distinctive gold-edged dishdasha. You need to understand he is VERY important, (in his own mind,) and EXTREMELY powerful ! (Ditto!)
He marched straight to the front of our line and, in mid sentence of the business being transacted in front of him, demanded to be served!
It took a couple of seconds being astounded before I saw red. I tapped him, none too gently, on the shoulder, and explained that this was BRITISH territory, and he was NOT in Qatar!!
He had presumably never been so rudely and insolently treated in his short life and his mouth opened and closed, but no sounds came out. He spun around, marched to the exit door, and crashed out in much the same way he came in.
I received a ‘standing’ ovation !
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