Going to a large event with ds. We'd been before, never particularly busy...
That year it was. We hit the queue to get in several miles away. I almost turned back, then got chatting to a lovely chap on a bike who was coming the other way. He told me to take the next right and follow the road round.
So I did. It brought us back into the queue about half a mile from the entrance.
But when we arrived the queue for tickets was ridiculous. I looked at it and realised there was no way we'd get in as it would hit capacity.
So I said to ds that we'd go and sit near the fence where we could see a little of what was going on, eat lunch and then go home.
So we're at the fence and an official taps me on the shoulder and asks if I was paying by card. I said "yes, but..." Indicating the queue.
He tells me to follow him. So we did.
Turned out one of the queue's card machines had stopped working, so he was taking those from that queue at the front to another queue to pay. Goodness knows why he thought we were one of the queue because we were nowhere near any queue.
So he takes us to the front of another queue. Family at the front of the queue starts screaming that they were here first and he's pushing in and won't listen to explanations.
He suddenly shrugs his shoulders, tells us to follow him again and let's us in for free.
As we went in they announced that the venue was at capacity and no one else was being allowed in. (which included screaming family)
So we got in for free as well!