Blimey. I thought it was just you and I, J Tomlinson, what with Gary Wood disappearing to Edinburgh and my sister more interested in shoes.
But there’s been a lot of traffic to the site recently. Today’s link in the guardian and the attention from Councillor Bob Piper and Tim Worstall haven’t helped things.
Unfortunately, I suppose this means that there is a demand for new queues, and so rather than enjoy the queue at Cooplands this lunchtime I will push myself and try the Greggs by the bus station.
Wish me luck.
September 22, 2006 at 1:11 pm
Go forth and queue squire…
I’m living in West Africa at the moment – not a single functioning queue in sight.
PS don’t ’spose you could fetch me a jam doughnut while yer at it…?
September 22, 2006 at 3:25 pm
Hello Mr Joe and welcome to standinaqueue.
Whereabouts in West Africa are you? I have a shameful story about a queue in Cameroon when I may have had to push in front of a nun to secure a seat on a flight.
Jam doughnut in the post.
September 22, 2006 at 4:12 pm
I queued for David Hasselhoff’s autograph the other day. It was a delicious experience.
I suspect I know this J Tomlinson character. Blogland sure is small.
September 22, 2006 at 6:29 pm
I stood quietly in this queue to make a comment all the way from Tallahassee, Florida. So I had some time to think about queues (we call them “lines”, as in “y’all git in line, heah?”). Seems to me queues are getting shorter and more pleasant. Or maybe my life is getting more boring, so I don’t feel the boredom of queue-ing as much.
September 23, 2006 at 4:26 pm
Uh oh J Tomlinson, they’ve found you.
Platonist, I would love to hear more about your David Hasselhoff queue. Did you manage to garner any facts? Queue length, queue time etc.
September 23, 2006 at 4:31 pm
Welcome Robert Speirs, I’m so glad you could make it.
So you are succumbing to the pleasure that can be had while in a queue. Marvelous. Stuck as we are in this hyperreality, a queue is the best time to switch off and be nothing.
September 25, 2006 at 10:15 am
I’m in the fine country that be Nigeria.
Oh, and it’s Ms. Joe…
Looking forward to that doughnut already – Naija doughnuts just don’t cut the mustard (or the jam for that matter).
September 25, 2006 at 3:48 pm
Ms Joe
Forgive me for confusing your sex, it’s so hard to know these days.
Tell us if there is a certain time in your day that you just long for a queue.
September 25, 2006 at 7:39 pm
Although I have left to Edinburgh I still frequent your blog. It is difficult to read sometimes since I have to steal Internet from the neighbours, I hope your blog has not become so popular that the neighbours are reading this and forming a queue outside the door to stop me stealing.
I will become a full time reader and comment maker as soon as I have moved into the new flat, save my place in the queue for now.
x
September 26, 2006 at 10:15 am
Oh Gary. I would love to keep your place in the queue, but it can’t be forever. If you leave for too long, the queue forgets you and other people stand in your place.
September 27, 2006 at 5:09 pm
It shan’t be for long, just whilst I pop away to get what I need.