See, it would have been nice if I could pick out something to eat without issue, but, it seems that the people of this place didn't want me eating either. I had barely joined the queue and people were already shoving past me and hitting me as I waited. And once the queue moved a little, impatient shoves would find their way on to me. All I could do for now until I left the queue was to just tap a digit on the nearest surface.
Vent the anger just a little...
But, by the gods, by every single one of them was I getting angry and increasingly pissed. I was just standing here and I was getting shit from these people! To make it all worse, I wasn't even obstructing the main queue! There were multiple ones these people could go to but many chose the one I was in just to flick or shove me!
I could, in theory, hold firm and let them bounce right off of me as I knew I had a sturdy body for the most part. Yet, I just went with the flow, moving slightly with every body-on-body collision I had to go through. All until I finally reached the end of the queue after the significant bloat it went through. All rooted in spite towards me.
"Sandwich?" I quietly muttered to myself upon seeing what was on offer, a lot of it eerily familiar. But, I suppose one shouldn't have expected a nigh-infinite array of potential foods. Good cooking tended to gravitate towards the same ideas in my experience. A well-travelled experience at that!
"Yes! Sandwich!" said someone behind me in a mocking tone. One where they bit on their tongue a little to interfere with their voice so it came out more like a braindead person. Yet, I was done here, for now, so I could just leave and go into a corner where I'd likely be left alone in this place. And I was left frowning at what I was seeing.
I could not even get to a seat in the corner of the room because people kept legging it to where I wanted to sit to take all the seats! Then, they'd just insult me, swear at me and deride me until I left! Just to do it all again! It didn't take long for me to realise I was being corralled into the centre most seats. So I just went along with it and slumped onto the table.
A sandwich in my claw that I soon had to protect from all manners of disgusting projectiles.