I'm afraid I was PA here and may have been an SS myself...but it didn't start out like that.
This weekend I got back from vacation (where there were no SS) and friends and I went to retrieve our luggage after disembarking from the plane. We had to wait a bit. Those of us who got there early ringed the carousel, crunching in to accomodate others who arrived later. The luggage came in on one side and most people hung around there to get their bags. Friend and I thought it made more sense to stand as far as possible from the incoming luggage, thinking things would be easier there.
The best laid plans...
A few of the folks who were breathing down on the incoming luggage suddenly decided they would wait at the far end of the carousel, too. Fair enough except that they started pushing out of the way folks who had been waiting in the same spot for quite a while.
As my bag comes aro9und the carousel, I reached to get it with both hands, only to have it slide when my arthritic left hand couldn't keep a tight enough grip. I tried to grab at it again, but even though I was leaning towards it and had a hand on it, some man pushed between me and my suitcase so that I had to wait for it come around again.
And I didn't want to shove so I kept saying "excuse me" and worked my way back to the front....and had to watch the bag go away again because as I was reaching for it, I was shoved out of the way yet again by someone who "just wanted to be in front".
So on the third try, I had finally gotten back to where I had been (the very, very end so as to be out of everyone's way) a young man walks up to where I am and says "Excuse me, ma'am, but *I* am waiting for my bags so I need to stand in front of you." I asked him if they happened to be any of the ones coming up and he said "No. I just want to be here when they do." I said "Well THAT is MY bag coming up right now and you'll forgive me for being bee-itchy, but it's the third time I have tried to get it and I am not going to be nice anymore." "Oh," he says "I didn't realize YOU were waiting for bags, too."
And as I reach for my bag, another woman who was with him tries to get in front of me...and like I said, I stopped with the whole excuse me thing and planted my not inconsiderable backside in front of her and said "I'm sorry, but I am just grabbing this suitcase and NOW you can get in." Perhaps I should have walked around to the other side, but it was exactly as crowded there as it was in my area, so it would have made no difference. But it really irked me that people who had arrived first were being shoved aside by others who didn't want to wait their turn.