There were three of us standing in a queue.
A woman entered and cut in the line.
“Please, there is a queue!” I told her.
She gave me a weird look and exclaimed, “What queue? I’m a woman.”
People were looking at me. “Where are your manners?”
And of course, because she’s a woman,
everyone was like, “Please” and “Madam”, and “I’ll pay for you”,
While still looking at me as if I was a strange creature.