I would like my life back. Please universe, I am sick of all the endless waiting that is built into my life. I am going to sue for that time back. These are the “prime” years of my life, and it seems like all I do is wait… and wait… and wait. WTF. I wait at the bank, grocery store, at the restaurant, at the stoplight. I wait for my show to come back on, I wait for the end of the day to come, I wait in traffic and I can’t wait to get home. I am sick of waiting for someone to solve this problem.
You tell me, “Joe, there has been a population explosion. There are to many people on the Earth to serve the masses.” Bullshit… If there are more people on the planet, HIRE some to help destroy my wait time. In GWB’s america there is plenty of unemployment. The more people you don’t make wait, the happier they will be… the more money they will spend.
Why do a lot of retail businesses close at 5:00 or 5:30??? I tried to go to Mail Boxes Etc yesterday to mail some stuff. By the time I got home from work, took a wizz, picked up the packages and was out the door… They were closed. Am I incorrectly assuming that MOST people are at work during the day, so therefore would need the services of mailing something until 7:00 or 7:30? WASTED TIME.
I also tried to go to the Currency Exchange to get a Notary to sign something for my car… Had to wait in line for a long time. By the time I got to the front of the line, the woman informed me that she could not help me. MORE WASTED TIME.
Went to Bank Atlantic down the street to use their notary… I thought I was safe with them because their motto is: “Florida’s most convenient bank” and they have a marketing message in the form of a sign on the front door saying, “Yeah, we’re open.” I bet it was pretty funny for their security cameras when I walked face first into their locked automatic door at 6:15… Closed at 5:30? That is “CONVENIENT?” Message to Bank Atlantic, GET A MARKETING MESSAGE THAT FITS. I don’t care what other banks hours are. You can do better.
Man, I am a real dick today. I couldn’t WAIT to vent.
78 is back tomorrow. My last night without her will consist of cleaning and other activities to display that I am NOT a train wreck without her. The sheets will be washed, the rugs cleaned and litter box deskanked.