I went to pick up my senior class schedules today-- also known as MAZE day at our school. After being away all summer and forgetting what the people at my school are like, I came home irritated and sweaty. There were massive lines patrolled by ASB (associated student body) officers, but it didn't stop the clearly mature(!!!!) students from cutting.
I honestly wouldn't mind waiting a few more minutes in line just so the assholes would go ahead of me and leave me alone, but I was warm, fatigued from a busy night (I stayed up... doing pretty much nothing except making postcards), and wearing admittedly comfortable but still tall-ish heels.