(SETTING: The computer hall of my "liberry" where I've come to roust a female patron from her computer, where she has basically set up a nest for herself, having stayed on it for the better part of the afternoon. Alas, someone else has come in and the other computers are full.)
ME: Excuse me, ma'am, but we have someone waiting for a computer.
PATRON: So... what? I get off?
ME: Well, I wouldn't phrase it that way, but, yes.