Is there anything more fun than driving in the rain, inching along at a snail’s pace at 7:30 a.m., waiting for the car in front of you to budge just a bissel, and wanting desperately to honk at this schmegegge, but you momentarily refrain, only because as you're just about to hit your horn, your daily Mindfulness reminder pops ups and tells you to practice patience, so you give it a shot, and then you honk?
Is there anything more fun than sitting in a waiting room, where people don't know how to behave in such a setting, as though they're new to the planet, leaving you to wonder why they can't follow your example and suffer in in silence?
Is there anything more fun than getting your eye dilated, zetzed with laser and generally harassed just a few days after you went through the same ordeal?
Asking for a friend.
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