Miss Begotten is one of my pet names for myself, for Southern Gothic reasons best kept to myself. Miss Begotten tries to speak plainly, but sometimes she tends to babble -- parenthetically, of course. It's never my intention to offend (and usually that's true - except on those [maybe not so] rare occasions when I mean it very friggin' much) but it sometimes happens, so if you're unusually easily offended...
Monday, January 24, 2011
Hurry Up and Wait
I find the word "waiting" one of the most difficult in the English language. Well, not the word itself. I mean, I know what it means and I can even spell it. It's the whole concept behind waiting that drives me to distraction.
Waaaiiitinnnnng.
I think I've alluded to my little problem with patience before. I hate to be told to wait -- or hold, hold on, in a minute, it'll be a little while, soon, it's going to take longer than we thought, be patient, they'll be right with you, expect a short delay...
If I wanted to wait, I wouldn't be there NOW. Grrrrrr.
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We all have our little quirks!
Quirky and PERKY, thats You!
Calm Down...
Well, at least you didn't say calm down and WAIT.:P
You should probably avoid the Department of Motor Vehicles then.
You are absolutely right, Pugsley. That's no place for me when I'm not in the mood to wait.;)
my quirk is when someone in a customer service position (be it a store clerk, 7-11 clerk, any of those type positions) has a telephone, or a cell phone to their ear while waiting on me. i really dislike that a lot.....
Oh, I know what you mean, Don. That annoys me, too.:)
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