It's all fun and games until somebody loses an eye
Embrace the city life! Kick his stick away and then shove the phone down his throat! Then berate him for making you wait in the first place. That's the London way.
Thrust pushchairs down escalators! Boot pensioners in the back! Throw schoolchildren off buses! It's a dog eat dog, kill or be killed, every man for himself world! Yes, that's right, I said "man", no room for political correctness around here! This is London and I am more important than you!
(This is what everyone who doesn't live in London thinks it's really like. If we maintain the facade, they might leave us alone.)
Queue jump. Then if ObliviousBlindMan becomes aware of this and complains, simply say 'Oh, you'll have to excue - I'm blind, you see'. If you're then challenged to prove your blind credentials, through blind-to-blind conversation, say, then alo claim to have Asperger's - in for a penny, in for a pound. Then scuttle off.
Oh dear! I've done that before too, don't worry. I'm sure he gets it all the time (and because he's blind, it doesn't excuse the fact that he's in a queue on the phone. That annoys me so much)
I'm a little scared by Del's London. I don't think I want to live here anymore 
Del - if I didn't know a filtered version of the real life you I might think you were serious...
Shane - If only I had your evil genius mind I wouldn't be such a dithering bufoon.
nutty - I did try to keep my focus on the 'it's still rude, even if he is blind' aspect.
Oh no! I was cringeing for you! I think I would have gone brightest red and scuttled out of the Post Office without buying anything. I'm totally rubbish in that sort of situation - the embarrassment factor is just too overwhelming.
I've actually never been in a post office where that hasn't happened.
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