This happened to me back when I was in high school. I was waiting for the school bus one morning, and it was raining. Getting on the bus was always a pain in the neck, because everyone tried to get on first. It was only worse when it was raining. On this particular day, I tried to get on the bus when it was my turn, only to be pushed aside. I tried to get on after that, but somebody actually held me back to allow some other girl to get on, because she said she was wearing velvet boots. I don’t think the bus driver noticed, and I didn’t say anything after that, because I felt it would have been a case of “he said, she said,” which wouldn’t have gone anywhere after that, but still, I thought that was downright rude. 0530-14
This is one of those situations in life where I personally wouldn’t sweat the small stuff. I wouldn’t want to be associated with the cattle mooing and pushing to be first through the bus chute and would have held back in the rear until everyone clawed their way onto the bus. It’s just not worth my time and sanity to try and run with the rude people.