The lady in line...

While waiting for the Doisneau exhibit, I stood beside a woman who became very unhappy about the progress of the long line-up. She seemed like any other customer at first, but got progressively angrier and angrier until eventually she started shouting and carrying on (in french of course). She spoke angrily with other line-goers (who averted their gaze), shook her fists at the upper windows of the building (presumably the people in the offices were to blame for this inconvenience?), she even yelled something at a passing police officer about getting a pair of glasses (I think...). It was an entertaining way to pass the time though, and I actually got out my little phrase book to decipher some of what she was saying. Something about salty cake? A little bird and a fish?
The rest of us in line kept smiling at each other about the commotion. One lady raised her eyebrows to me and said something in french which I think meant "well, of all the things". I nodded knowingly and laughed...
At the very front of the queue, a couple, maybe in their sixties, cut in front of everyone. This sent the irate lady into a flurry of french explitives so bad that the guards came over. The older couple ended up getting in to the exhibit and the other lady was sent away for making a fuss. I was with the angry lady on this one though, after my 45 minute wait, I wasn´t too impressed with their gaul.