Grumpy

I had about 5 hours of sleep in the last 48, and it is draining, and I am ready to slap anyone who annoys me.

We went on an all day tour of London with 60 other people.  We had three stops, St. Paul the Tower of London, and the changing of the guards at Buckingham Palace.  Because of the terrorist incident there was no changing of the guard, so that was a bust.  St. Paul was fascinating, but the crowned jewels I was ready for murder.

I have this thing about lines, I expect people to play fair.  I expect people to stay in the f*******g line.  But as I got in line behind this couple a group of people from our tour got behind us.  As we did our first turn suddenly they were ahead of us.  I was stunned and dismayed at there rudeness, and thought like what difference does it make to them?  Really?  It isn't like they aren't going to get in.

With each turn I found us further and further until we were practically at the back of the line.  It must be a cultural thing.  Lines are meant for everyone but me.   My annoyance didn't phase them one bit.  Must not have been stern enough.  Oh well.  It was aid day anyway with a trip down the Thames.