The art of queuing


What makes ppl want to line up behind another for no apparent reason. 

I often have the urge to wriggle my way through every queue I see in Gangnam style. Imagine the look of horror on people’s faces as pass them break dancing forward. Oppa! Has anyone been to London’s Liverpool street station at rush hour? Without fail there is always a meaningless line of people lining up to see the train times. That’s right! Train times. We need to line up to see the ETAs. If you don’t queue up ladies and gentlemen, the ‘Train Timetable Specialist Officials’ (a very esteemed position for sure) will come and arrest you. They will then put you on a train much after the one you were waiting for as punishment! We certainly cannot have that can we?   
I recently pulled into London’s biggest mall, Westfield. This was around Christmas and every man and his dog were out to buy socks. As I approached the ticket machines, there were 2 booths. There were at least 20 cars ahead of me in a queue for the first booth. The other booth mysteriously had only 2 cars. What does one do in such a situation? Queue up behind the longer line of course! One must never join the shorter queue. They are for uncivilised aliens who dare to actually get a parking spot! 
What makes humans behave like this? Is it a cultural difference? I have been to other parts of Europe and they mostly don’t queue so fervently (apart from Germans). There is literally no concept of queuing in Asia or the subcontinent. You won’t achieve anything by queuing there. In fact doing anything in an orderly manner particularly on the roads will most likely get you in an accident. 
Is it a cultural difference? Or personal preference? 
Do you have any queue stories? 
Anyway,  two roads diverged in a mall, I took the one less traveled by. Oppa!

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