Early on in The Queue, while Vadim (our focal character) and Lena (his first girlfriend) wait, buses arrive and unload a stream of people who head straight to the front of the line. Our part of the queue gets pretty irate, trying to figure out what is going on, hoping the police guarding the queue will stop these people from jumping the line. Instead:
—CITIZENS! CAN YOU PLEASE BE QUIET! —We weren’t making any noise… —Why’ve they pushed in? —And who the hell are they, can he explain! —CAN YOU PLEASE BE QUIET! THESE COMRADES HAVE THE RIGHT TO RECEIVE GOODS WITHOUT QUEUING! SO PLEASE KEEP QUIET AND STAY CALM! —Who’s that? —And who on earth are they!? —This is disgraceful! —What about us?! —I REPEAT! WOULD YOU PLEASE BE QUIET AND KEEP ORDER! THE COMRADES WHO HAVE COME IN THE BUSES HAVE THE RIGHT TO BUY WITHOUT QUEUING! —And what about us?! —Why do they have the right? —I also have the right! —The sods! —We’ve waited and waited and now look! —What a disgrace! —FOR THE THIRD TIME I REPEAT! THEY HAVE THE RIGHT TO BUY WITHOUT QUEUING! WOULD YOU PLEASE BE QUIET! KEEP ORDER! OTHERWISE YOU’LL BE TAKEN OUT OF THE QUEUE! —So it’s us they’re going to take away! Idiot…
I suppose the queuers know better than to start a riot, but the injustice… Anyway, our poor guy, Vadim, valiantly waits, even overnight, even through over 20 pages of roll calls, until finally a downpour begins and he’s soaked through. He finds refuge in a woman’s apartment nearby. And I do mean refuge. But then he realizes he’s missed the next roll call! Lyuda reassures him:
—You’re not late for anything. —Why not? —Because we’re not selling today. —Who’s we? —Us. The workers at the Moskva
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