To `celebrate` the fact it was christmas, and because I hadnt seen my father in a good while, I agreed to do something I usually have an aversion to, and went to the pub for a drink/meal. Eventually it was my turn to `get them in`so I went to the bar. I must have been stood about 5 minutes before anyone even noticed I was there, at which point some other guys pushed in front of me and got served just as the airhead barmaid came over (she obviously gave them preferential treatment because she was on first name terms with them and knew them well) Then some more youths arrived, got served straight away, and so it went on when it got to the point a good 10 people (men and women) had been served before me, despite the fact I had been stood there longer than any of them. This isnt the first time this has happened, and usually I`m too polite to say anything but this time something very strange happened. I barged my way to the front and just screamed at the top of my voice so that virtually the entire pub heard me. The whole crowd that had formed at the bar literally turned away and the head barman came over and served me immediately. That it took me that effort to get served, not because it was my turn, but because I screamed loud enough to get noticed, is one sad fucking sign of the times, especially in this country (England) where we are obsessed with queueing. I`m not a violent man, but I was so angry that I had to resort to literally yelling my head off to get heard I was about an inch away from physically lashing out. To add insult to injury, I later went to the bar, still high on adrenaline from the events that had occurred earlier, and was quickly scolded for jumping the queue! What the fuck? It`s ok for the bar staff to fucking IGNORE me and for hordes of thugs to literally climb on top of ME to get served but when I show any signs of aggression or initiative (which was necessary to get served quickly as I was stood on my own amidst a sea of chavs, thugs and sluts) I was made to feel like an arrogant bully. I don`t go to pubs much, but if this is the typical behaviour of the morons that work / socialise there I`ll be doing my utmost to avoid going again. It doesnt remotely surprise me so much violence occurs in these places, I didnt tell my father of what had occurred that night (don`t know if he heard me scream), if I had, he would have put it down to being my fault (everything`s my fault in his eyes....but that`s another story).