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demonicgerbil) wrote2008-05-22 11:50 am
demonicgerbil) wrote2008-05-22 11:50 am
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Waiting...
I've never really been good at waiting.
Sometimes, sure, it doesn't bother me, because maybe there's something interesting to do or see, or I have company with me. But a lot of the times, waiting grates on my nerves or kindles my temper.
Like right now.
I'm waiting on a meeting. And have been since I got here.
Is it any closer to starting? No.
Do I even want to be here for it? No.
Will I probably be stuck here until 5 PM waiting for it? I'd lay even odds on that.
Do I wish I could hate someone to death? Yes.
Sometimes, sure, it doesn't bother me, because maybe there's something interesting to do or see, or I have company with me. But a lot of the times, waiting grates on my nerves or kindles my temper.
Like right now.
I'm waiting on a meeting. And have been since I got here.
Is it any closer to starting? No.
Do I even want to be here for it? No.
Will I probably be stuck here until 5 PM waiting for it? I'd lay even odds on that.
Do I wish I could hate someone to death? Yes.