DementedBlogger

I wish I had kept track of all the hours I spend waiting for something or someone in my life. Then again, why waste more hours worrying about waiting….

I wait on prospective employers, that say they will get in touch without any hint about when.

I have waited on hold, holding a phone to my ear until the ear is numb and my patience unclear while the company looks through their employee files for their least competent help. An employee guaranteed to speak broken English and have no idea how to help me. Obviously those companies have worked out a way to get kickbacks on phone time.

I have waited in line to spend my hard earned cash only to be told to wait, “it’ll be right here!” Then I can wait some more from behind a door, unable to see that lonely employee watching TV instead of pulling my order.

I wait on doctors and dentists who invented the “waiting” room like it was a world changing invention.

I wait for traffic lights, people, pets, time and a myriad of incomprehensible things.

I have waited for daylight and waited for dark.

Waited on customers, waited on friends.

Waited in stairwells and waited on a bus. I’ve even waited to wait.

How many hours? I’m not sure I can wait to find out!

Thomas H. Forthe