For all those out there that have waited in line at bars we are all aware of the following situation... You get to a bar and there is a long line...approximately a 30minute wait. You are waiting and waiting. You and a friend or friends take a few more steps closer to the entrance. You see five people walking up and stop to talk with the group in front of you. They are obviously trying to cut the line. This is one of my worst pet peeves. They are usually standing in a way that they can see you and do the eye all the way to the right deal to see if you are looking at them and how you are reacting. "Should I make my move now? Will they notice that I'm cutting in front of them? Will they say something?" They avoid looking at you at all costs and awkwardly finally face forward as they inch closer and closer to their friends to blend into the line. The bigger the group trying to cut the line the more awkward it is. The absolute worst is when a huge group walks up and stands next to you as if it isn't obvious they weren't in the orginial line. Do you think you are going to cut in front of me? All I can offer is back cuts...sorry.
Last weekend I was in Hoboken waiting in line for The Shannon with my sister. Thankfully it wasn't as cold as we thought it would be. The worst part of the line was that we knew the bar wasn't full yet, they just wanted the place to look like a happening spot from the outside. There were these really obnoxious girls in front of us and not only were they talking really loud but they were yelling and screeching for no reason. "OMG i'm at a bar I'm like the best thing ever" One of the girls was wearing stur-up leggings...note to self never be caught dead in those, the last time I wore them was in 4th grade with my hot pink Limited too sweater. Anyway the highlight of my night was when the bouncer called them barnyard animals and told them to be quiet. They got mad and left the line. The sis and I took a few steps closer to the bar. Good Deal.
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