Inspite of the sometimes incredible patience I display,I think I foudn that I really hate waiting. Perhaps it's the nature of my existance...that is I find myself waiting constantly. Waiting in traffic, waiting for people to show up for a meet, waiting for people NOT to show up, waiting for packages (mother of god I have like three orders otu there right now...one that was placed at the end of freaking March!! ) , waiting for a call. waiting for love. SOmetimes the rewards just seem so fleeting, I never get admonished for these things, liek the time I was stuck outside my best firend's apartment building because he left his freaking cell phone on vibrate (and of course intercom at the door is tied to his wife's cell.. )
So I'm stuck here, waiting for work to call to whether they're going to suck apart my afternoon or not. I'm guessing not, partly because I'd hope by now if my supervisor was severely paniced, she would have called by now. But still I never know..and that's insane. I often wonder why I was so motivated to take this job..
And btw the way, why in hell does it seem like half the people that come up in this place's dating search come up as available when it appears often times, they aren't?
So I'm stuck here, waiting for work to call to whether they're going to suck apart my afternoon or not. I'm guessing not, partly because I'd hope by now if my supervisor was severely paniced, she would have called by now. But still I never know..and that's insane. I often wonder why I was so motivated to take this job..
And btw the way, why in hell does it seem like half the people that come up in this place's dating search come up as available when it appears often times, they aren't?