me: -waits in line 12 hours for a concert-
other concertgoer: -arrives 30 minutes before doors calmly cutting me-
me: “I’ve been here since 8 in the morning, can you go to the end of the line?”
other concertgoer: “Why does it matter? We’re all going to the same place at the same time.”
Transparent Brendon. For all your nasty booty needs.