My dad, brother and I had walked to the front of one of the most popular shops in the city, with literally hundreds of people lining up- there were security guards to stop them from psychotically running in. You can imagine the looks they were giving us, like,
'why the hell did these people just walk right to the front door in front of us?'
Security guy (tall, dark, mean looking) : excuse me sir, you have to line up.
Me: *horrified, looks down street, sees line going down like 200m, not moving*
Dad: we're important people.
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Security Guy: so it's just you three then?
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Security Guy: you can go in.