A Woman Tried to Cut a Busy Bakery Line, Then a Second Person Copied Her, Leading Me to Subtly Persuade the First to Join the End of the Queue
The bakery was a warm, sweet-smelling haven that Saturday morning, and I was trying my best to keep the anxious buzzing in my ears at bay while I waited for my turn. But then, a lady in a bright pink jacket decided the line just didn't apply to her, and my quiet morning suddenly got a lot louder.