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Short Story 493 - The Great British Queue Scandal (Int)

Hello everybody. If you want to read ALL the stories in FULL, please go to www.steveuk.blog Thank you. Short Story 493 - The Great British Queue Scandal (Int) Margaret had been standing in the queue for exactly 12 minutes and 17 seconds. She knew this because she had been timing it on her watch like it was an Olympic event. Behind her, a man in a tweed jacket sighed dramatically. "Unbelievable," he muttered. Margaret had to agree. This was the bakery's grand reopening, and the queue was longer than one for Wimbledon finals tickets. She wasn’t even sure a croissant was worth this level of endurance. But principle mattered. She had committed, and she wouldn’t back down now. Then, it happened. Out of nowhere, a woman in a bright red coat darted past the queue and stood directly at the front. She had bypassed at least twenty people without a second thought. Margaret's gasp was audible. The tweed-jacket man let out a strangled noise of outrage. "You can't just—" Margaret began, but was too shocked to finish her sentence. The queue, once a peaceful display of British patience, began murmuring like angry bees. "Did you see that?" whispered an elderly woman clutching her shopping bag. "Scandalous," muttered another, shaking his head. People exchanged glances of disbelief. The queue, usually governed by unwritten laws of etiquette, had been disrupted by a rogue element. This was an unprecedented breach of decorum, one that could not go unchallenged. Margaret, taking it upon herself to restore order to society, cleared her throat. "Excuse me," she said to the woman in the red coat, who was busy inspecting pastries. "This is a queue." The woman turned, seemingly unfazed. "Oh, I didn’t see you all there!" she said brightly, as if the gathered group were part of a bizarre magic trick she had just witnessed. A collective scoff rippled through the queue. Margaret narrowed her eyes. This was not accidental. This was queue-jumping in its most blatant form. "You'll need to go to the back," she declared firmly. The woman blinked at her, looking genuinely surprised. "Oh, but I’m only getting a croissant!" The tweed-jacket man finally found his voice. "We are all getting something!" he sputtered. "That is the POINT of the queue!" A murmur of approval ran through the group. The woman tilted her head, considering her options. Then, just as Margaret thought justice had prevailed, the bakery cashier called out, "Next!" The woman in red casually stepped forward and placed her order. The queue collectively gasped. It was an outrage, a crime against British values, an affront to decency! People exchanged looks of horror, shaking their heads as if civilization itself had been threatened. Margaret was ready to protest further, but the cashier handed the woman her croissant, and before anyone could stop her, she strolled out of the bakery, blissfully ignorant of the chaos she had caused. The queue stood in stunned silence. Then, slowly, Margaret turned to face the group. "Let this day be remembered," she said solemnly. "The day of The Great British Queue Scandal." Story written by CoPilot on Windows 11 Image created by Grok 3 AI To read ALL the stories in FULL, please go to www.steveuk.blog Thank you Hello this is Steve. If you enjoyed the story, please would you take the time to leave a meaningful comment and click on the like icon. If you want to know when the next story has been uploaded, please click on the notify bell icon to be notified. If you haven't already, please subscribe to my channel and tell your English learning friends, so they can benefit too. Thank you. CC Music: Drifting at 432 Hz - Unicorn Heads #Britishshortstories #learningEnglish #Englishspeaking #Englishspeakingpractice #Englishreading #Englishreadingpractice #readingEnglish #ieltslistening #Englishlisteningpractice #shortstory #storytime