My Wait Problem

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Okay, so where were we? That’s right. I had spent about an hour of my morning drive into work waiting for someone at Sprint to help me. Little did I know that waiting would be the order of the day.
I bet I have lost several years of my lifetime just waiting...waiting in lines, waiting on the phone, waiting for someone to assist me. For instance, later that same day, I headed over to Best Buy. I needed to find some kind of connector to tie my XM Radio in with my new receiver.
Before I even got there, I encountered a stop light, out on Hull Street near our office. This stoplight works about as well as the customer service reps at Sprint. Or else, I’m just so skinny that my car fails to trip the light. I sat through three changes of the light before I got my left turn arrow.
Finally, I get to Best Buy. Talk about service with a stall. I think the company should change its slogan to “The K-Mart of Home Electronics.” I honestly feel that my body puts off some sort of magnetic interference that not only disables stoplights, but also renders me invisible when I enter a store. I stood around looking like I was anxious to buy something for about 60 minutes. I’d go from sales associate to sales associate. I did my best to give an appearance of part helpless and part very wealthy and ready to spend.
No one even looked at me. I know how Jimmy Stewart felt in that Wonderful Life movie. But just let me try to sneak out carrying a home theater in my arms and bells and whistles will go off all over the place. I’ll get some attention then. As I found out.
Finally, I tired of Best Buy and decided to head over to the Chinese Restaurant for lunch. Usually my waiter, a pleasant, older, Chinese gentleman is overly attentive. He can’t stop filling my water glass. He’ll even follow me out to the parking lot and hose down my car as I drive away.
But, on this particular day…the day of waiting…he was nowhere to be found. I kept waiting for him to bring my bill and he never came. I figured if I shook my waterless water glass, the sounds of clinking ice would summon him. But nope.
I was in a hurry to get back to work. Finally he happened by, totally oblivious to me or my empty glass. “Hey,” I shouted, “stop bowing to everyone in the building and bring me my check.”
He bowed, and went to get my check. I was feeling pretty badly. I hate being rude, and this guy is so nice. Anyway, he brings me my check and my fortune cookie. Although I was in a hurry, I’m never too busy to stoop to open a fortune cookie. I pulled my cookie apart and read my “fortune.”
It really got to me. For there on my cookie fortune, this little, old gentleman had given me, was this sentence: “People are drawn to you because of your charm and courtesy.”
Despite my ill temperedness, I had to smile. I guess I’m not so bad after all.