The waiting game — 2 years ago
So I was waiting for an appointment today, knowing it was a quick 5-10 minute thing. Appointment was at 12:10. Name gets called at 13:30. Ouch!!
Did I sit becoming increasingly annoyed? Nope! Helped that I wasn’t desperately worried about missing work, but I’d gone prepared with my book and saw it as a nice quiet time to catch up on a hundred or so pages! :)
Besides, as I left into the lovely sunny afternoon, I passed a woman sitting in her car, mobile phone in one hand, other pressed across her eyes as she cried. I don’t know what awful news she’d just received (in was a hospital car park), but I’m still here and I’m still healthy. What’s 90 minutes sitting reading, when others before are obviously having problems?

