Grr
What a bitch. I always say thank you when people have held a door open for me or have let me through in a crowded place.

I also say thank you (sarcastically, natch) on behalf of those rude enough not to thank me when I let them through. Perhaps if they hear it often enough they might start using it.

Worst offender recently was a woman on a electric mobility scooter in Morrisons who barged down the freezer aisle as though it was her god-given right to run over people's feet. Everyone I saw stood back to let her through (as they should imo) and she didn't even crack a smile of thanks.
( e.m.m.y. foxtrot uniform charlie kilo india tango, Fri 2 May 2008, 12:04, Reply)