10/07/2026
What Queues Tell You
Queues, Cues, Cues ... one of those annoying little words in the English language that has two different spellings and three different meanings.
Now, if you're an actor or a pool player, you know which one is which. But queues are the bane of our lives. In the main, we hate them because they are everywhere we go.
From the endless snaking lines at the airport, to concerts, roadworks, public transport, and the supermarket checkout, it seems you can't go anywhere these days without someone in your party saying,
"OMG, look at the queue !"
But however you spell them, and however you look at them, they're not all bad. A queue can signify something that's popular. Some people see a queue, have no idea what it's for, but join it anyway. How many times have you wandered down the high street and said,
"What are they queueing for?", is there a sale ?,
is it closing down ? . shall we join ?
When you're driving and you see the traffic cones out, how annoying is the person (usually a BMW driver with a private number plate!) who waits until the very last second before the cones run out, then tries to nudge their way in? How does that make you feel? Does it make you angry? Are you not bothered? Or do you pretend you haven't seen them and purposely close the gap, forcing them to wait?
How close do you stand to someone in a queue? Close enough to read their phone messages (for fear that someone might push in), or do you give them a bit of space? It reminds me of the comment made to me at an airport by a French lady: "Excuse me, you're invading my personal space." This was despite the fact she insisted on leaning back and whacking into me with her carry-on rucksack every time the queue moved!
The best queues, in my opinion, are food queues. They usually mean the food is worth waiting for. Although, after spending years working in school catering, I know that not everyone sees it that way. Teachers often spot a queue in the canteen and immediately start imagining a full-scale riot breaking out before the Year 9s have even reached the pasta pots.
They secretly think the catering team must be too slow... when, in reality, they're often serving around 90 pupils a minute and wondering what more they can physically do without issuing roller skates.
Now, before you wonder, there is no deep moral meaning to this post. It's just an observation that, loathe them or accept them, queues can tell you a lot about our own behaviour—and that of others.
How do they make you feel?
Have a nice Day !!