Regent’s Street Madness

I woke-up listening to XFM this morning. The DJ reads out request email from a guy in the queue at the Apple Store in Regent’s Street. She seems confused as to how he was able to email and queue at the same time.

I hopped over to Oxford Circus, took one look at the queue and thought “I’m not queuing that long to get in a shop!” , turned around and went to Maplins on Gt. Portland St. instead. Not as glamourous, but there was no queue, and it was far geekier.

It’s common knowledge that we British love to queue, but it seems the Americans have a strong need to be No.1 in every field: The first three in the queue were all American. One of them goes to every opening - it appears.

I think I’d rather buy the kit in the goodie bags than spend a night sleeping on the street in London in November… Brrrr…

I think I’ll have a proper look another day…

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