Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Waiting....

I'm waiting.
Waiting in a doctor's office waiting room.
I've never been very good about waiting.
It is especially difficult to wait when the whole purpose of the waiting room is to do nothin g but wait.
If I were in charge I wouldn't call it the waiting room. It just sets those of us up that hate waiting for a disappointing time.
I would call it the magazine room or the reading room.
Maybe the napping room or the tranquility room.
there is always the option of the fish aquarium room or if you want to be literal...
the sit by some stranger and hope you don't catch what they have room.

It doesn't matter what they call this room. I still have to wait.

Oh they called our name! Now we get to wait in the exam room.

Why do they have to call it the exam room?

Never mind...

1 comment:

Jack said...

Waiting, waiting, I declare
Waiting in my underwear
Why oh why has it gone this far?
I even had to pee, fill up a jar
I think that this must be a test….
After all it’s just the optometrist!