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Hahah. No. If you don't stand in line, you lose your spot.
Posted by: Eviscerator | Thursday, February 21, 2013 at 05:12 AM
Well I mean, I guess it would work if everybody played by the rules, right? Personally I think this looks staged. I mean, there's no anyone there actually getting service.
Posted by: Nomnom | Thursday, February 21, 2013 at 05:43 AM
I wouldn't wanna walk my bare feet on that dirty floor.
Posted by: Spritzy | Thursday, February 21, 2013 at 08:07 AM
This reminds me of when the DMV clerks are on lunch.
Posted by: Damn Yankee | Thursday, February 21, 2013 at 11:48 AM
I think it makes sense. Everyone gets a place-holder without having to stand there. It's no different from 'take a number' routines...
--AT
Posted by: AmigaTech | Thursday, February 21, 2013 at 11:57 PM
Man the lines at that DMV really stink!
Posted by: Skittles | Friday, February 22, 2013 at 01:39 AM
I would suggest this is probably in the Pacific Islands, Fiji, Samoa, Tonga etc... and I would imagine this is probably real it seems like the kind of thing they would do, its their culture to be polite and more than anything relaxed and of course they all wear jandals
Posted by: Retail Kiwi | Friday, February 22, 2013 at 11:50 PM