Cutters Will Be Ejected

I so went off on a woman at Rite Aid today. She sauntered up and burst right in front of the woman who was in line in front of me. She plopped some sort of cosmetic thingie and counter and managed to tear her mouth away from her cell enough long enough to loudly declare to the cashier "I need to return this!"
I stood there for a second and waited for the woman in front of me to react. She didn't. She meekly stood there and let rude woman in front of her. At this point I had had enough of rude, irritating people on cell phones thinking that the world revolved around them and we should all bow down to whatever is most convenient for them.

I don't think so.

"Excuse me," I said rather loudly at which cell phone witch turned around and sneered and sort of hissed out "what?" in that valley girl-esque way.
"Yeah, there are three people in line ahead of you," I pointed out, just in case she was blind or something.
But no, the only reply was a sneered "I have to return this."

Wow, okay. . .I have to say I was a pissed right then. I then channeled my father at this point. I have actually heard him say this a few times growing up to people who have cut in line. "Yeah, well I just want to buy this. . . " (and here comes my Dad's line) ". . .so get your ass to the back of the line and wait your turn."

Can you believe I didn't get any applause for that. The man behind me chuckled but the lady in front of me looked mildly mortified. Oh well. . .I felt better at least.