I was at the bank, was walking to the customer service counter to be exact. Then suddenly, 1 stupid uncle run and hit the customer service desk from my right.
Luckily I was not in the foul mood. If I was nasty, I could just had created a scene there. Too bad I was calm and composed.
What the hell did he think he was doing for? Could he save a lot of his time by cutting me out of the queue?
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