The commute home is hellish. Busy, miserable and often wet from the rain buses that take an age to get home. Usually late as tonight's was and they put on a single-deck for a very busy, but not-so-regular route.
There is never a real queue for the bus. It drives me mad, but it is what it is. When the bus arrives everyone dashes to queue and then there are usually two queues. It's mad but it's how it is. I can live with it.
Tonight, the two queues formed, one being a line of people stood a few feet from the bus. I was in the queue for oh, about a minute and the man behind me pushed right in front of me. It was an obvious queue to anyone, it was moving slowly too, so who knows what he was doing and to push in front of me, he had to side-step between me and the side of the bus.
I frowned like I had never frowned before. I'm usually lenient on the bus queue CF's, but this took the biscuit while the queue was so obviously formed and he was so obviously being a dick, so I said something loud enough for him to hear about cheeky bastards. He then side-stepped again between the bus and the woman in front of me and pushed in front of her!!! I was furious at this point and asked him why he thought it was OK to push in. His reaction was to be defensive. He said that he had waited for the bus for ages. I told him that we all had as it was running late and he started swearing and said that I didn't know that day that he'd had. WTF?! Why does that make it OK to push in?!
When I sat down on the bus on reflected, I though that perhaps I shouldn't have confronted him, and anyway what good has it done anyway? It probably just made me look an absolute loon in front of everyone else in the queue! So WIBU to have confronted him?