|Pictured: the boy's second outfit and an|
equally crucial item, the rented stroller.
"Do you need help? Do you need to see first aid? Is there anything we can do?"
|Main Street USA, the perfect place to fall out of your stroller|
and have a good, old-fashioned cry.
There were some parents and people who were at the end of their rope and Mrs. Blackwell and I had some laughs hearing frustrated voices out of context.
This is not a culturally dependent rule that North Americans have developed. This is a requirement of being human. If you can't get this fact or, if you view skipping in line as some sort of pre-emptive retribution against "rude Americans," you need to re-evaluate yourself.
I'm a Canadian but I've spent more than 20 years of my life in the U.S. so I can say with some certainty that most Americans are real easy to get along with and most play by the rules. They obey stop signs, they put trash in garbage cans and they all wait in line.
After being passed a couple of times, I finally ignored their shoes and put down one of my own and said "No," when one lady tried to shove by myself and Mrs. Blackwell.