I decided to go to the medical committee. For this reason, I went to the clinic.

The turn here is huge. No less than two dozen people and everyone needs to go where I am.

The lady came, tried to go to the doctor without a line, was stopped by three grandmothers. He tried to get into the middle of the line and was once again besieged by others already waiting. I decided to try my happiness standing in front of me.

Don’t go out of line, I’m upset.

“But I just have to ask, and I’m in a hurry,” she said.

Where are you in a hurry? The guy asked after me.

How to Where? I have a manicure in half an hour, she answered, as if it was a question of life and death.

In the end, they sent her to the end. While she argued with those in front of her, the place where she could have stood was occupied by four others.