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By Josh Ward
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Is it a human trait to abuse someone for being late?
For the past.....however many years, it seems as if the world has waited for nobody... Except this intolerance and disregard for excuses as to why someone is late, falls short in our ability to accept the lateness of nearly everything.
I then waited for the shower to be free so I could run to the bathroom without feeling the cold air too much too early in the morning, I waited for my eggs to cook while I cleaned the sink. I waited for my socks to dry, I waited for the weather to come on t.v I waited for my cat to finish breakfast so I could put her outside, I waited for my flatmate to move her car so I could get mine out, I wait for my car to warm up. While I wait, I wait for the song I like to come on the Radio. I wait for a green light.. It comes on then I wait for some dude up ahead to restart his engine... I wait for the car behind to settle down and stop beeping it's horn. I wait for a road accident to clear. I still wait for the song I like to come on air, I'm not sure what it's called but when I here it I'll know it! At work I wait for my boss to say "What happened to you, you're late! We shouldn't have to wait around for you. If you don't like this job then leave!" He says the opposite as he is later than I am. I wait for an opportunity to ask him why he was late, but I remember that he is my Boss, and he's allowed to be late. Ahhh, life's a privilege..... I wait for my computer to boot up. I wait for my coffee to cool down a bit. I wait for my computer to finish a task as it has several more I need done for me so it had better hurry. I wait for the day my senior decides to get an extension to a deadline in accordance to all the other deadlines that have mysteriously been dumped upon me because the deadline fairy can't say no..... I wait for a printout, I wait for a fax, I wait for another coffee, I wait for my computer while I wait for another coffee. I wait for my boss to complain. I wait for people to come around near my desk and start whispering little nothings while I meticulously work away undistracted. I wait for lunchtime to come, I wait for the end of the week. I wait for the day my boss tires of my face always waiting for things to happen. Will I wait tables, will I wait and see if my boss's self inflicted stress fades? Will I wait tables, will I wait and see if there is a child lying dormant in the mind of my boss after all? Will I wait tables..... I go to a fast food place, because I'm a bit sick of waiting around for stuff. They make me wait out the front because my order will be a five minute wait. So I wait in my car for that song to come on the radio - what's it called? I wait watching the old lady screaming at her daughter to not urinate on my car! I wait for the sun to dry the urine into the paint. I wait for the lady to stop apologising for her daughter. I wait for my food to go down. One thing I'll always wait for is a bus system that allows animals to travel onboard, then I will never have to wait for someone to sit next to me. I waited for many things that day, while others waited for nothing - in fact, many did their very best to not have to wait for anything at all.
Obviously waiting can be frustrating,
but it beats the hell out of waiting to die.
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