Clever clogs

Today I relied on my senses and figured getting a cab at the station was important rather than how drunk, or otherwise, I was.

I judged the train carriage to be closest to the exit.

I raced to the cab queue.

I saw there were two people in front of me and they had jumped in the first two cabs. I opened the door of the third cab because there was nobody in front of me.

The cab driver told me to join the queue. At this point I had been overtaken by about 12 people.

So I waited about five minutes for my turn. The thing is - it had been my turn.