My husband and I were the next in a very long line at the only open register at Smart & Final. You were the last person in that same line. When an employee announced, “I can take the next person in line at register 5,” he meant us. Not you. That did not stop you from positioning your cart in front of ours. When my husband protested, you turned to your teenage son and huffed, “I just HATE pushy people!”
No, lady, you hate people who are pushier than you.
