“Come On, Dover! Move Your Bloomin’ A**e!”
I am on vacation in France. I am attempting to board the RER (Réseau Express Régional). A much older man is standing in the doorway to the train, blocking it. He is on his phone. The train car is mostly empty.
Me: “S’il vous plait, monsieur, allez-vous.”
No response, not even a twitch.
Me: “Allez-vous, monsieur, vous-etez dans la porte!”
No response.
There is a line behind me. Maybe he doesn’t speak French?
Me: “Please move, sir.”
No response.
The door chimes, and I’ve had it.
Me: “Move your a**! The door is closing!”
No response. The door closed on my rear, pushing me forward. I stumbled into the man, knocking him to the floor.
I found a seat and sat in it to take care of my butt. The man proved he spoke French by calling the transit police.
They questioned the man and me, and then they let me go with a card to present to a doctor for medical expenses if I wanted to have my butt checked out. The man was given a fine for blocking the door.
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