As I was standing in line, the woman in front of me was having a stupid dramatic conversation about the absence of her friend who was supposed to meet her there.
At the same time, a woman behind me was having a similar conversation for what seemed like hours. Thank god that the people at the Starbucks behind the counter are not very fluent in English, so the line was slow so I was able to hear these two idiots, grown woman I 'll have you, chat away.
Well, wouldn't you know it it, but I tapped woman #1 on the shoulder, moved out of the line, so she could see her friend #2 right behind me! They laughed and giggled and made exponentially worse losers of themselves, but then tortured me longer, because now the issue of who would pay took more time..
My God! Where do they work? Who pays them? Are they at the local Bank of England making monetary policy? Fixing interest rates?
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