Post your line-jumping asshattery

Rather than hijack this thread I have decided to start a new thread about line jumping.

Yes it’s annoying! Yes it’s rude! Yes, you’ve done it! Don’t be shy :).

For once and all, come to the confessional and post your line-jumping asshattery! Say it loud, say it proud.

I will start off with these two:

1: Star Wars AssHattery

Remember when the Star Wars: Special Edition trilogy came out? Remember the long lines and the overnight camp-outs? The day of A New Hope ticket sales, me and a couple friends decided to go early in the morning and slip into line before anyone woke up. :smiley:

It worked wonderfully, in spite of an ad hock crackdown effort at the behest of several über-fans. We actually had people in the line who swore that they “remembered” us from the night before :cool:. The spanish inquisition passed right over us and onto some other interlopers

We decided that we might not get away with it more than once, so we became one with the Star Wars geeks and camped out for the next two special edition movies. During the particularly chilly Empire camp-out I made a small killing re-selling chemical hand-warming packets that I bought from 7-11.

2: Asshats in the House of Mouse

The following is probably the lowest form of ass-hatted line-jumping known to man. At Disneyland I had my girlfriend fake a disability so we could rent a wheel-chair and move to the front of all the lines. Despicable? Absolutely! But, you would have done it as a teenager if you had only thought of it.

We must have rode splash-mountain 17 times in a row. It turns out that it is quite easy to see the park in one day on a wheel chair, as opposed to the 2-3 days we were told was needed normally. Well, yeah, you need 3 days to see it when each ride is a 2 hour wait! I imagine that the fast-pass system they have now has made the disability-faking asshattery obsolete, and just as well.

I know there is a special place in hell for such shenanigans. :frowning:

So, got any better ones? :smiley:

I cut the line for Attack of the Clones. I’m not proud of it.

The movie, I mean. I paid ten bucks and compromised my social ethics for that crap? I shoulda cut the line at Finding Nemo instead. At least then I would have been setting a bad example for impressionable young children.

I think the last time I cut in line was when I was in middle school where we would ask if we could cut in front of a friend and then allow them to cut in front of you. It always pissed the person behind the original cutteé off and that was most of the fun.

Can’t remember an icident of intentionally cutting in line in my adult life though.

At school I occasionally cut in line for the queue to the vending machine. Each year group had vending machines, so I cut in line if I was using a younger year group’s vending machine.

Just thought of another one.

At school my friends and I had passes that allowed us to cut in line in the queue for the cafeteria on Tuesdays. (I can’t remember why. We must have been a member of a lunchtime club or something.)

The word “Tuesday” was written right at the top of the pass. So we just used to fold that bit over and use it everyday.

I just realized that in the OP, a far superior title to

1: Star Wars AssHattery

would have been

1: Asshats In Spaaaaace…

carry on

I was taking a military flight from Europe to the States recently, and when they finally started boarding the plane, well if that plane held 300 people then I was literally the 300th person in line, and that line was going to take at least an hour. It was hot, it was muggy.

Then they announced something on the overhead, which I didn’t hear so I went to the front of the line and stood there until I could ask someone what the announcement was. Before I could, they just checked my ticket etc. and I walked on in. I heard some people behind me grumbling about it (to put it mildly).

I sorta felt bad. Sorta.

The hubby and I accidentally cut a line to get tickets to see a talk by a Famous Person. The tickets were free, but you had to get them ahead of time.

The tickets were supposed to be available starting at 8 AM so we arrived at the Student Union about and hour early and parked in the back. We wandered in, found the room where the tickets were supposed to be distributed, and it was locked up and dark and, huh, strangely, no sign of a line. Weird. I guess Famous Person wasn’t as much of a draw as we thought.

So we continued wandering around, got some coffee, etc. checking back occassionally. Still no line, and still the office was locked. Okey-dokey.

8 AM rolled around, and we drifted back to find about a dozen people waiting. Alrighty, this is more like it. So we went to the end of the line. Nobody said boo as the office opened, and we waited patiently, and got our tickets. Easy as pie.

Then they opened the front doors to the building and let the next dozen people in from the long, long line that stretched down the block. :smack:

I try not to feel bad about it because we didn’t do it intentionally, they didn’t have any signs saying “line starts outside” or anything, and nobody said anything—not the people in line, not the school officials, nobody. Anybody could have said, “Hey, losers, were you in line?” but nobody did. Also, they didn’t sell out of tickets until a week later, so we didn’t cost anyone their tix.

I still feel guilty, though.

I would have done it, and I have done it. Twice. On two consecutive weekends. One Hersheypark, and the other Six Flags America.

It doesn’t nearly justify it, but the day before the first trip, I did have a number of ingrown toenails removed, and my feet were bandanged up to the point that it was wear sandals or no shoes at all. Walking around legitimately all day would have made my feet bleed. The second weekend, I thought I had discovered the greatest asshat trick in all of themeparkdom. An extra $5 for a free pass to the front of every line.

I admit, I would still be Asshat of the year if I didn’t grow up and have kids. Have to set an example or something.

Lousy responsibility.

I’m not sure if this counts as cutting or not, but mine wasn’t nearly as grand as some of yours

It was several years ago at a McDonalds. There were two clerks at the counter, people had been standing in two lines to be waited on. Each clerk had a customer, and there were a few customers in the righthand clerk’s line. Another lady and I walked at basically the same time, instead of picking a line, she kind of stands between the two lines.

So I politely ask “were you waiting in 'this (meaning the left line) line”? Since I didn’t want to step in front of her if she was heading that way.

“I’m standing in whichever one opens up first” she answers. Which I found a wee bit odd and arrogant, I mean PICK a line, we both came in at the same time, you stands in line and you takes your chances.

So I replied, “oh, well in that case I AM choosing the left one” and I stepped up behind the guy at the lefthand clerk’s register.

You’d love it in Hong Kong, Canvas. Family of four goes shopping in the supermarket. They get to the checkouts and each member takes up a position in 4 different queues. Whichever one gets to the front first, the shopping trolley is whisked across.

Most of my queue jumping takes place on the roads.

Nope, gonna claim the moral high ground here (and I’m not going to start a copycat ‘xxxx yyyy - NON - zzzz’ thread). I don’t cut in line and I won’t do it. I suppose I might if there was some sort of genuine emergency (and my needs were genuinely significantly greater than the other folks in line).

I’ve even declined official invitations to cut in line - I returned an unopened tin of paint to my local DIY superstore, to exchange for another colour. The way it generally works (and note that this isn’t published as a procedure, it’s just what almost everybody seems happy enough to do) is:

1 - Queue up with your returned item
2 - Get to the desk and explain that you want to exchange
3 - Go and choose a replacement item
3a - (meanwhile, the customer services folks serve other customers)
4 - Queue up with replacement item
5 - Get to the desk, sign a few bits of paper, get an amended receipt
6 - Leave the store

I don’t have a problem with this procedure at all, but the guy immediately in front of me was at step 5 (I was at step 1) and was extremely unhappy that the staff had been dealing with other people while he wandered off to select a replacement item and was shouting at the top of his voice about how he ‘shouldn’t be made to queue up all over again’ - the member of staff pointed out that nobody had asked him to queue up all over again.
Anyway, when he eventually stormed off, I was served by the same member of staff - I happened to wonder out loud how she managed to deal with asshats all day and keep cool - anyway when I got to step 4, she noticed me at the back of the queue and asked me if I wanted to come to the front. I politely and graciously declined because, dammit, I’m such a fine and upstanding individual.

Seriously though; if there’s one thing we Brits are passionate about, it’s queue etiquette - we never actually do much when someone breaks the code of conduct, but we do feel very strongly about it all.

Me and a buudy of mine stole his Grandmothers wheelchair to go to Six Flags once.

(For those who don’t know. If you’re in a wheelchair you don’t have to wait in line… tee hee…)

Unfortunately for us about half way through the day security caught on to our little scheme and kicked us out…
What’s even funnier about this is South Park made a reference about this once when they were considering Timmy? as their replacement for Kenny…