The Difference Between Pittsburgh and Manhattan

I went to a bakery this morning but I didn't notice the little machine that gives you a ticket. Then while I'm waiting in line, I noticed that the people in back of me all had tickets. Well, the lady in back of me must have heard me swearing, whereupon she said, "you were here before me, take my ticket."

Contrast this to the following exchange:

Episode 77 - The Dinner Party

Elaine and Jerry run into Barbara at the bakery - all of them are invited to the same dinner party.

ELAINE: Oh, we forgot to pick a number.
JERRY: You see that's not fair. We were here ahead of all these people.
ELAINE: You think I should go ask her for hers?
JERRY: No, forget it.
ELAINE: No, no it's not fair. Just because they have a ticket doesn't mean they were here first. We were here and we were ahead of them, and them, and her. Come on let's just go ask them. Come on. . . . Excuse me. We were here ahead of you.
BARBARA: How do I know that?
JERRY: Well we saw you come in.
BARBARA: Well, that's easy for you to say.
ELAINE: Oh, yeah, right, that's something I do all the time, right. I make up stories to get ahead in line at bakeries. You know we were here ahead of you.
BARBARA: You're NOT getting my number.
JERRY: Oh so you still don't believe us.
CLERK: 47!
BARBARA: Us.
ELAINE: Oh, oh, fine, go ahead. But listen. Let me tell you something. As soon as I get there, I'm going to tell everyone what a jerk you are.
BARBARA: Well, I'll be there ahead of you and I'LL be telling them what a jerk YOU are. . . . I'll have the chocolate Bobka.
CLERK: You're lucky Mrs. Benedict. It's our last one.