A Line Cutter

Yesterday while waiting patiently in line at a busy grocery store, an old woman cut in front of me. She almost brushed my shoulder as she passed me up in line. In this situation what do you say? "Excuse me old lady, but you cut in front of me. Please wait your turn?" I stood puzzled and a little perturbed as I compared her 25 items to my 3 and then I had an epiphany. She is an old woman and I am a young woman and one day I will be an old woman. And when I am an old woman I am not going to wait behind some young woman hoodlum reading all the magazine gossip either. I am going to cut knowing that my gray hair brings me the right to get in front of people that can stand longer than I and can still wear high heels. So although I had to wait an extra five minutes in line I'll get it back 40 years from now.