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Wednesday, 20 July 2005 | Wimp
Today two people broke in front of me in the burrito line at my favorite lunch restaurant. I was at the back of the line when they arrived, which made the break extra obvious, but they happened to know the man in front of me, and so they loitered around him until I gave in and made some space for them. Rather than acknowledge what they were doing or ask permission, or rather than letting me skip ahead of them, they just ignored me. I outwardly ignored them back, but inwardly I hated them (take that!), mostly because they reminded me of what an enormous wimp I can be. |
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