How patient are you? Are you able to wait for someone for hours on end?
Growing up I was taught how to be patient, and it could be this patience that killed me. Imagine having to wait for your date for hours on end.
So apparently I had a patience syndrome, the doctors must have diagnosed me when I was growing up. Time is money, or so it seemed. I would have been a rich girl, that silver spoon would have been found.
While in college I once waited for my date for a couple of hours. Four hours wasn’t much. Right? With my type of patience you’d be shocked.
A friend was going to school and so she couldn’t wait with me. I stood in the hot sun for time that seemed to have come to a stop. Oh my God!!!! Could the day get any worse?
With the wait came people coming and going, leaving me standing at the Bata Hilton, just waiting. Come to think of it I laugh out loud thinking I must have been foolish.
Every ten, fifteen minutes I would call my friend to consult to find out if I should just head on back home. I forgot that she was diagnosed with the same syndrome like me as a kid(oh Lord!) 😱 so she asked me to wait. So wait I did.
Let’s not forget that this wait started at 11am. All the way to 3pm. Something must have been wrong with me. How do you just stand hours on end just waiting. If you were in high school and you watched the long wait, then that is the perfect example of that.
When I called my friend at almost 3pm, I had had enough, and it was time to go. To her amusement I left the “meeting place”. As I was heading back to get a vehicle home, guess who calls, my date!! To my utter disappointment, or so I thought he had arrived.
Come to think of it being young sometimes sets us off to do stupid things like giving our time to someone who probably didn’t deserve it.
I am still patient but I know my boundaries now. It is hard to get me to wait that long anymore. Time is precious, it is money. We(me, myself and I) can find better things to do with our time. Tuende kutafuta pesa ama?