I was waiting in an uninteresting corridor.
I was waiting for Linda to arrive.
I wondered how much of my life I'd spent in uninteresting places waiting for something to happen.
Must run into years by now.
I wondered why designated waiting places are, usually, uninteresting.
After waiting for 15 minutes I noticed something on the floor:
Now that's what I call interesting!
Wednesday, 21 July 2010
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You know I think their is a competition to see who can make waiting places totally uninteresting and boring. It's as if its an concentrated effort to drive a person mad or make a berserker go berserk.
A picasso-esque Pacman eh, well spotted OSM!
I have a similar issue with my current lab assistant and minion, I always seem to be spending time I'll never get back waiting for her in parking lots, whether it's at her place of employment, a doctor's office, of when she feels the irrepressible urge to by an article of clothing she'll never wear.
A simple problem that could be solved by her just taking the flipping test and getting her damn driver's license.
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