Heh. One time, the elevator door was about to close before we could get in, and I reached in and hit the door so it opened back up again. everyone thought I was going to get my arm cut off or something. It's like nobody ever considered doing something crazy like that.
We saw a foreign man with his Chinese wife waiting for the train in Yunnan. He was ahead of us in the line. This young man and his pretty young wife decide to rush past him, but the foreigner wouldn't let her pass. He kept lecturing her about shoving and queuing, like she could actually understand what he was saying. The boyfriend kept calling his girlfriend to join him, but she couldn't. I kept thinking how rude and ignorant he seemed about Chinese culture.
Later, in the same line, a young man cut in front of me. He accidentally stepped on my foot, turned and apologized. I smiled. Then the crowd surged and I ran into him, apologized, and we both had a good laugh, shrugged and carried on. I was having too much fun to worry about someone getting ahead of me. We had tickets. It's not like the train was going to leave without us.
I saw the foreign man a couple more times on different tours. He didn't seem to be having a lot of fun. I was having the time of my life.