Firstly thanks to globalste for one of the most entertaining threads I've read for a long time ^
The rant that I always remember was in the bus station in Dharamsala in India when I was backpacking many years ago (well no-one said it had to be a BA rant, and this is travel related). This was really just a large dirt yard full of a throng of busses. There was one poor bloke who's job it was to pull order out of the chaos (an impossible task if there ever was one) and to marshall the yard.
One day he had a big argument with the driver of one of the buses, the driver in his bus & the marshall standing outside. They were both shouting at each other, with the volume gradually escalating. This carried on until the marshall was on his hands & knees in the dirt, pounding the ground with his fist as they both continued to yell away at each other. Finally the bus driver just drove away, but the marshall remained on his knees, shouting and pounding away for a good five minutes after the bus had gone.
I didn't speak the lingo, so never understood what the dispute was about