Queue
We joined the longest queue in the world, once we found the end.
People kept remarking on its length and whether the people in it knew what they were queuing for. Someone asked me what it was for.
‘Urinals.’
It moved pretty quickly, but it wouldn’t have been so long and it would’ve moved quicker if only the blokes had realised before they went in that there was a whole section left unused.
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