The Things That Come to Those Who Wait

> The first historical description of the line only appeared in 1837, in Thomas Carlyle’s The French Revolution

I grew up in a country where probably nobody has ever seen that 1837 book, and almost everyone systematically refuses the very concept of a line.

Instead, people "optimize" their way towards their target, be it the door of a public transport bus or the physician's office.

Pretending not having seen you, they literally pass sideways, over and - if necessary - under you, if you happen to be on their way for more than a couple of seconds.

Try to affirm your rights, they'll push back with twice the physical and verbal strength. Any hope for the authority to mitigate this is an illusion, because those who are in charge of enforcing the rules are expression of that same culture, and transparently dismiss any stride towards predictability as a waste of time.

Lines? A conquest of civilization, hope for a better humanity, prohibited dream!

But you can have a very good pizza almost anytime...

Reading that article felt like being stuck in a long queue. I mean, kudos for capturing the experience so viscerally I suppose, but about a third of the way through I reached a point where continuing became absolutely intolerable. :/

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I hate lines and usually are willing to take a slightly worse serving than a long line. I appreciate if I can pay more to jump the line.

Why wait 1h if you can jump the line for 10 bucks.

Reminded me of: https://www.newyorker.com/magazine/1980/11/17/within-the-con...

All good things come to those who wait.