When I was a kid in school cutting line was an act of war. “Hey! No cutting! Teacher, Jimmy is cutting! Get to the back of the line! I want more pretzels!”

Now as an adult, cutting still happens but the result is usually just people narrowing their eyes at the cutter. Perhaps a few annoyingly loud exhales. Exchanged glances with the others in the room. Eye rolling. The occasional fist fight.

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