I might if they’re cutting right in front of me, but I don’t think it’s worth the effort of confrontation otherwise. I’m pretty introverted, though. I sit back and hope someone else takes care of it.
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Yes if it is anywhere in front of me i say something. Behind me i probably wouldn’t.Those people that are in a hurry and need to get in front of me just piss me off.Like i’m a professional line stander or something.I have things to do too .
What makes anyone think that they are in any more of a hurry than I am? If they ask, I generally will let them. If I have nothing better to do, and someone looks rushed behind me, I will ask them if they’d like to cut in. Anyone who assumes they can however, and just does it, better stand the hell by.
At the supermarket I will frequently offer cuts to other people who have only one or two items (if they have cash). It allows me to be unashamed when I ask to cut under similar circumstances. I am never turned down, and many people are totally blown away when offered a place in front.
If I happen to be taking public transportation and there is a queue, please do not try to pre-empt me. You will hear all about it, rather loudly, in very short order. Rude men will find that after they have gone to the back of the line I will let on in front of me as many women as possible before him. Any rude women will find me jamming in front of them in a heartbeat, as well. After all, one must maintain balance.
When it comes to movies, concerts and sporting events, don’t even think of it. You had best have very familiar friends in line before me or security will be attending to you instanter. The same goes for behind me. I will join in the fray so that I might hope for some backup if it happens in front of me.
As the old saying goes, “All that is necessary for evil to succeed, is for good people to do nothing.”
I did once. It did no good. It was at the grocery store. We had about five things. This lady with a full cart butted in ahead. I said, “Excuse me, but I think we were here first.” She looked me right in the eye and said, “I don’t think so.” Since then, I just fume. Butters aren’t polite enough to go to the end of the line, so they aren’t going to step aside if confronted with anything short of an uppercut.
I did once, and bout got the shit beaten out of me and my little sister by a couple of hispanic chicks. We were in a clothing store in the mall, it was christmastime, the place was busy. Sara was buying something, I wasn’t. So while we waited in line, she wanderred to look at something. They kind of strayed in front of us, while I was still standing in line holding her place. When they went up to pay, I made some loud remark to Sara about how I coulda sworn they used to be behind us. They turned around, got up in our faces, babbling in spanish. They were rude to the cashier too, and after paying, made a point that they were gonna take their time leaving so we had to wait. The cashier opened another register for us 
When they left, they went to the front of the store, threw down their stuff, and waited for us. We just walked by laughing. I really thought they were gonna beat the crap out of us.
I make it a point to embarrass cutters whenever I can. I always speak in a loud, clear voice, saying something like “Excuse me, but you just cut in front of (me/whoever).” If they ignore me, I give them threatening looks, and they usually back down (because I’m built like a brick shithouse). 
Yes I do. I’m a pretty happy go lucky patient person, but line cutters just annoy me. How rude can you get when you ignore that someone exists? Even racists at least admit other people exist and are human.
So I pick a line of attack and go for it, be it sarcastic, over dramatic horrified, or sugary sweet “Oh, I’m sorry you made a mistake, I was actually in front of you, its all right…”
Line cutters… “feh!”
Some folks just go out of their WAY to be rude.
Had that line-cuttin’ thing done to me a few times… never did let it go.
Usually I call them on it… loudly… sarcastically… and they’ll usually apologize and back out.
BTW, I’m a big fella. Tall, strong, bearded irishman that has a tendancy to (unintentionally) scare children.
But the last time it happened, the fella wouldn’t back out. And I couldn’t let the injustice continue.
So I had to hurt him.
Just a little.
Grabbed a small bit of flesh at the back of both of his triceps and pinched.
Hard.
Leaves no marks.
No permanent damage.
And hurts like a motherf***er!
He leapt forward with such force that he pushed his cat into the fella in front of him. While I stood there with a satisfied smile on my face, the other fella gave him such a verbal reaming that the “cutter” pulled out.
Yeah, I got a nasty look and he tried to blame it on me to all around us. I shrugged my shoulders and shook my head.
Very Very satisfying.
Absolutely I will! Like Zenster I will offer someone the chance to go ahead of me if they have a few items & I have a cart full. And, if someone asks nicely, of course I will let them unless I’m in a tearing hurry.
If they cut in front of someone else, that’s their business, not mine (perhaps they don’t mind.) But rudely shoving in front of me is just plain rude & I hate rude inconsiderate behaviour.
Once on the London Underground I loudly confronted some middle aged guy who was pressing his erection against me. I asked him emphatically to STOP THAT! He turned beet red & rushed off at the next stop. I wonder how many people let him get away with that for fear of embarrassment? Sick old fart.
feh.
I cut line. Once. It was at Kennywood, our amusement park, and my friends needed an extra person for the new Exterminator ride. Now, I put up a fight, I didn’t really want to. But peer pressure is a strong thing!
Unfortunatly, our physics teacher was behind us by a few dozen people and he saw that I’d jumped. He did not like that I’d jumped line in front of him. So, for my physics grade that year, I got a B+ instead of an A-.
Not a confrontation, really, but I’ve never cut again…
Absolutely I will! Like Zenster I will offer someone the chance to go ahead of me if they have a few items & I have a cart full. And, if someone asks nicely, of course I will let them unless I’m in a tearing hurry.
If they cut in front of someone else, that’s their business, not mine (perhaps they don’t mind.) But rudely shoving in front of me is just plain rude & I hate rude inconsiderate behaviour.
DITTO here in So. Calif.
I remember one day some guy cut in front of me in a line and I thought, “What a jerk!” He didn’t even seem to acknowledge that I was there. He walked up so fast and ordered immediately and acted very impatient even though the person behind the counter was busy preparing his order.
Then later the same day, someone was at a checkout counter in front of me at a store. They weren’t quite ready to pay for some reason, but instead of dawdling around while I waited, they said, “Please, go ahead!” and gestured for me to go to straight to the register.
Anyway, I guess the point is not to lose your faith in humanity. Maybe the person who cuts in front of you is really a nice person 99.9% of the time…or maybe they’re pretty much a jerk most of the time. In the former case, maybe it’s okay to cut them some slack, just as you would hope someone would do for you when you’re having a bad day and become temporarily blinded to social graces. In the latter case, the person is probably already getting a lot of bad karma coming right back at them for the way they approach life.
Okay, here’s a story. One morning, my roomie and I went to the post office together - we both had stuff to do, packages to pick up, stuff to mail. We stand in line together. I get out of line to go get a priority mail envelope, and get back in line with roomie. Roomie gets called to front, I’m still waiting.
Man Behind me: Excuse me, are you in line?
Me: Yes, I am.
Man Behind Me: But I thought you were with her. I would never have let you cut back in if I thought you were waiting for yourself as well.
Me: Um…yes, I’m in line for myself, just gotta mail this - (pointing to priority mail envelope)
Man Behind Me: (getting very agitated, veins popping out, speaking very loudly) But that’s not fair to all these people! You cut in line! You realize you just cut in front of all these people, right?
Me: I got here before you and these people, needed to grab an envelope, sorry.
Man Behind Me: SINCE YOU ARE TOO RUDE TO GO TO THE BACK OF THE LINE, YOU CAN AT LEAST GET OUT OF MY WAY.
He elbowed me aside and pushed his way to the front after this charming scene. I was redfaced. No one else in line said a damn thing. Of course I concluded my business way before he did - he was still at the counter long after I’d left the post office.
So maybe I did a bad thing by getting back in line with my roommate instead of going to the end. But that man who got all worked up about it? Seriously, some of you people (Zenster and GrizzRich, whose posts about “joining the fray” or “I had to hurt him a little” creeped me WAY OUT) take waiting in line much too seriously. I don’t enjoy lines. I don’t cut or push in front of people. I would be annoyed if someone cut, but I wouldn’t lecture or try to punish them. It is JUST a line - what’s next, “getting back” at someone who cuts you off on the highway?
I’m quite timid and usually don’t confront line-cutters - sometimes if the person working at the store sees, they’ll politely inform the line-cutter that I was there first.
Oh, and this …
Oh. My. God. :eek:
Just make sure you have a bunch of pennies on you at all times. Then when people cut the line, don’t say anything, but throw pennies at their head. The rest of the people on line either cover for you or don’t say anything. Just make sure your aim is good and that if you miss there’s noone else that could be hit. It’s an equal amount of annoyance to being cut.
I utterly, utterly despise line cutters, and I will confront them if I deem it safe to do so. And Maggie, we do not take this affront too seriously – line cutters deserve to rot in hell covered in dog doo-doo.
But here’s related beef that’s almost as bad: counterpeople who have no “line management” skills. How many times have you been in a busy store with a few guys behind the counter who simply yell “next?” after they serve the last customer.
No take-a-number policy. No line-controlling ropes. No line-forms-to-the-left signs. No sharp-eyed clerks to note the next customer.
So naturally, the pushiest jerk with the loudest lungs gets served first regardless of when he/she entered the store.