It was once said that the British were obsessed with queueing - but now it seems we've all had enough. A new survey has revealed almost a third of UK shoppers have lost their temper while queueing - and many more have witnessed aggression while waiting in line. The study, by experts Qm Group, has found that 65 per cent of shoppers have suffered from 'Queue Rage' at some point with Londoners named as the most likely to throw a hissy fit at staff. With this in mind, we decided to come up with a list of Derbyshire's most horrendous queues - not just in shopping but in every walk of life. So take a look at the list of shame below and then nominate your own examples using the form at the bottom. Weekends in A&E So you've somehow managed to glue your hand to your bum. What's the one thing that could make things worse? How about a lengthy wait in the A&E unit at the DRI? Of course, the staff do a wonderful job but the sheer volume of people doing damage to themselves can make waiting at peak times a somewhat hellish experience. Ice creams at Markeaton Park
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How to make a huge queue more unbearable? Simple - add screaming kids! When Markeaton Park gets busy on the hottest day of the year, the queue for ice creams can be anything but a walk in the park. Football mad If there's a group devoted to queueing, they should have this year's annual jolly at Pride Park stadium. There are opportunities to join long queues at every step. Whether it's the queue for matchday tickets five minutes before kick-off, the queue for the bogs, the lines that stand waiting for a pint of bitter at half-time or the queues of traffic trying to get out afterwards, a trip to Pride Park stadium would try the patience of Mother Theresa. If she was still alive, that is. Scream on Saturdays The huge queues that form outside Derby's Scream from 10pm onwards on a Saturday night have become so bad that planning an evening there now requires the military precision and stealthy timing of an SAS taskforce. The A52 The problem with renaming this stretch of road 'Brian Clough Way' is that future generations might come to assume that Old Big 'Ead was famous for his achievements in creating nightmare-ish traffic jams. A fine stretch of road most of the time, the section heading into Derby transforms into a driver's worst nightmare between 8am - 9am on weekday mornings when progress can best be described as 'snail-like'. Special mention must go to the A38 towards Markeaton Island too and of course the A6 into Matlock Bath on a hot summer's day. Sale of the century! There's nothing that brings out the naive and desperate than a hyped-up sale at a major high retailer! Whether it's the queue to enter the store (some tragic characters arrive at 6am to be first in line!) or the horrendous snaking lines of people waiting to pay for a half-price pair of pants, big sale 'events' are just about the most hellish shopping experience you can endure. Deadline day at Derby uni As any student will tell you, anyone who gets their work done before the set deadline is quite clearly insane. Which means that with most tutors setting a 4pm Friday deadline for assignments, the queue at the student information desk to get those last minute rush-jobs handed in can get really nasty. Your best bet is to just hand everything in a few days late. Where's my parcel? What could be more fun at Christmas than queueing outside Midland Road post office for hours on the first day it's re-opened to find out where that parcel from Auntie Joyce disappeared to? And what a joy to find out once you've located said parcel that it contains a really awful present - a flower-pressing kit or a glittery pair of socks. Great! Spank me! Proving the law that students love a club night with an innuendo-based name, Derby Uni's Spank nights at the Gatehouse have become so popular that a 45-minute wait in the cold is not uncommon. In fact, some students have become so panicky about missing out on Fatman Scoop and 'Build Me Up Buttercup' (three times), they've now taken to queueing up before the bouncers have even arrived. Still, I'd go if they'd only let me in. | 
