Damned, if I know.
“Hey, no cuts! You wait your turn into Hell like everyone else!”
Hey, I know what your sin is, envy.
Well, your hell has already begun, bub.
Gotta go through the security check, not everyone can get it
That’s why we have Disney World, getting you used to standing in line with long waits!
The Devil (Toby) welcomes you to Hell: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=91DSNL1BEeY
Well, if the line’s too long, you can always go over to Ann Arbor. It’s about 20 min away.
This is what happens to me – in the supermarket, I’m always behind someone whose shopping doesn’t scan, who has a query about a sales-ticketed item and who doesn’t realise until the last minute that they have to pay for their shopping and then can’t find their card;
in traffic, I’m always in the line that gets redirected due to roadworks, down some country lane that is full of ambling sheep;
in the post office, I’m always stuck behind someone who want’s to post a bassoon to Turks and Caicos . . .
Considering where you’re going pal, one would think you would like the line to be as slow as possible.
Relax and enjoy the ride. A lot of times when I am queued up, I’m with my wife. Since we enjoy each other’s company, we make the best of it.
Where are all the hand baskets?
The sign is a misnomer. Hell began a mile or two back.
What do you get if you breed a rhino and an elephant? :-p
Don’t overthink it. The line IS Hell.
There is a Highway To Hell, but only a Stairway To Heaven; is this because of expected traffic patterns?
It’s life in the fast lane that got you here.
It’s Hell, the other line is always faster.
That’s just Murphy’s Law as it applies to lines. Even when we chose the shortest one, it almost always turns out to be the slowest one.
It’s never the slowest line/lane until I get in it.
July 17, 2015