Same, or close as Reevesy.
Few years back,at local butcher, lined up one Saturday morning at counter with half dozen or so customers,came to me, nar ol mungbean, slides right on by, serves somebody else, "ah well" I thinks, no harm I got time, 
Ol mate wonders back past, serves somebody else
so I give him a bit of a glare, but waits for next in line, nar ol mate pulls same stunt, so I challenge and ask that seeing he has ignored me three times, is it possible I can get served next.?
Ol mate then elects to give me a verbal tune up, while he has an audience and all, just chucks a bit of a wobbly, cos he thought he was "the man"
Now I could have let it slide with a bit of banter,but he, thinking he is on a winner here, goes in for the kill[}:)]
Don't know much about his slant, but must be my red hair, cos I just lite up like a bloody fire cracker,(ensuring there was a good little distance between him, his knives, and me
) went up one side of him and down the other
I eventually ran out of breath with verbal crap all over him, enough for a few to start to clap and cheer, and I walked away saying, "you want to do without my patronage, then so be it sunshine".
Best thing is, about 4-5 walked indicating the same thing, and he deserved the rocket. One customer gave me a pat on the back saying the guy was a dead set A--hole and deserved the tirade.
Sydney's Middle Harbour.
Paddled from Tunks Park boat ramp to Clontarf and return a few days back. Lifted my sea kayak from the water and placed it on the grass near the tap to top up my water bottles and rinse salt water from my craft. Three blokes already had their fishing boat out, and a hose connected, but were standing around saying goodbye to their female friend. I thought about picking up their hose and using it on my kayak, but 3:1...
I waited and waited... and waited to fill up my 3 one-litre bottles while they hosed every intimate part of their boat, inside and out, their trailer, their vehicles underside. Then they disconnected the nozzle, and connected the hose to the large outboard and ran that a fair while.
Then they connected their hose connected to a public tap to a Gerni-type pressure sprayer with its own little engine, and seemingly cleaned (again) every internal and external surface of the boat and trailer. Much foamy/soapy water entered a drain immediately next to Saltpan Creek/Long Bay/Middle Harbour. About then two guys moved over to the other side of the ramp to fillet their fish at the sink, only then did I see that fresh-water source, and filled up my bottles standing next to them.
Dear 'Bar Thruster' guys. You have no IDR - could you not have offered a friendly 'Hey mate- can I rinse off your kayak for you with my hose - there ya go, 15 seconds work - have a great day'. But no, you had to isolate yourselves, and show up yourselves as quite rude people.
I remain impressed by the size of your catch and the length of your ice-box. But really...
Had a bad run at the butcher few years ago, was waiting and got ignored twice, I politely ask the guy if I could be served and he told me to wait for my turn???? I noticed a few of the customers been embarrassed to be served before me! At the end the king of the shop decided that me, the winger would get my meat..... I said we are having a BBQ breakfast at the local RSL for ANZAC day I need 30 lamb chops, 60 slices of bacon, 60 snags and 30 small beef steaks. The guy had a big smile and started to cut the meat to prepare my order, had all ready for me. I went for my wallet and said sorry mate I left my money in the car will be right back and never came back...... I wonder if he called the RSL..... They probably told him to faaaaaaaark off![}:)][}:)]
Had to go shoping for meat to another shop as well!
