Waiting.

Wife had a dentist appointment at eleven, she worked overnight then stayed up for that. I drove her, she was tired. Waiting in the over booked office, close to twelve and we asked if she could see the dentist. We had to explain to the shocked and horrified woman behind the counter that this is the middle of the night for one who works the hoot owl shift. Shocked and horrified, how dare we question their scheduling procedures? We waited while the staff took personal phone calls and discussed plans for lunch. Try that in any other business, something is due at nine, have it ready by three. People bitch about the cable guy, ain't paying him what your paying the doctor or dentist.

On the way home we drive through two separate construction zones. Orange vests with those signs, SLOW on one side, STOP on the other. Traffic is diverted into oncoming lanes, crews are working hard, I take my time. Driving a little slower also because my wife is not feeling well. Finally turn left and a Mack flat bed blasts his air horn, gives me the bird. Guess I wasn't driving fast enough, he gives truck drivers a bad name. You can't handle the "stress" from a little traffic, you got no business driving eighty thousand pounds of semi. You're supposed to be a man, try to act like one. I suspect his reaction would have been more genteel were we eye to eye in a parking lot, it's easy to be tough in a moving vehicle.

This old guy at work, he's sixty two. He was out for a couple of weeks, cracked ribs. Seems he was at a public event, someone gets up in his son's face. His son is thirty something, this old guy punched the loud mouth in the face. He got the worst of it, at least he got the first punch in. He reminds me of someone else I knew. Never give up. Do something, do anything even if it's wrong, don't just stand there. Words to live by, right Tommy?