Was in there once but, was sitting on the other side of the partition. (It's a old bank, so, I assume it was where the tellers were.) Anyway, approached the bar from the side rather than head-on, got served straight away, to which a voice behind barked "Excuse me - there is a que!" - Barmaid immediately defuses the situation saying " There is no queing policy in Wetherspoons." - I was dying to wait for her to go back to the bar again so I could repeat!
Similar situation in the Spoons in East Kilbride, it's only been open a year or so, but is an old shop / perhaps 2 knocked into one, so the layout is kinda weird, with a stairwell going up the middle. So, I wandered up to the empty bar (bar 1 chap getting served) and ordered a beer - old boy standing about 6 feeet back with a menu in his hand was apparently waiting to be called forward! A cheap boozer in the West of Scotland?? WTF?