“Excuse me,” she said, her words hard with frost. “Could you get out of the way, please? Some of us have been waiting for ages, you know.”
I had been waiting too, but I apologised, and shuffled aside. She elbowed past, her heels stabbing the ground, and snatched at what she wanted. I made myself smile, always polite, always agreeable. I stood smiling while she helped herself.
And she took everything. When my turn came, there was nothing left for me.