One hectic night at CKG departure gate. A long traffic jam and a long queue. A yellow line printed on the floor says it loud and clear. But this man followed me all the way to the check in counter. And when I pointed out nicely that he was suppose to wait behind the line my words fell on deaf ears. He was busy texting something with his mobile. He didn't say anything. He didn't even look at me. I took a couple of long deep breaths and silently told myself to let this one go. It has been a long night. I just want to get on the plane.
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