I’ll preface this post by letting you in on a little secret. I am NOT a patient person. No, really, i’m not. Seroiusly. In fact, some people have said that i’m one of the most impatient people they’ve ever met. I try to chill. I’ve read a plethora of “self-help” books and talked to people about my problem. I got into t’ai chi and tried meditating (i got too frustrated that i couldn’t still my mind, which made me more impatient, so i quit). Nothing has made a lasting difference.
OK, so the cat’s outta the bag. So where am i going with this revelation? Well, when HK and i were on our cross-country trip from Atlanta to Vancouver, our friend Glenn loaned us his mobile XM radio. Man, that was a lifesaver. For a while, at least. After the first day, it decided to get cranky. Every time i’d try to change the channel (HK was getting tired of listening to ’70′s music all the time), it would just stop working. Seriously, every time i picked it up, i’d get a little static, then the silent treatment.
“AAAAARRRRRGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” i’d scream and shake it up and down, back and forth. “WORK, damn you!”
“Give it to me” HK would say, rolling his eyes. “You are the most impatient person i’ve ever met”, he said, laying the radio on his lap.
And just like that, Dave Matthews would be singing. ”Crash, into me…..”
“Baby likes to be held”, HK said in a quiet, fatherly tone. So as long as “Baby” was in HK’s lap, (more…)
