A picture of yours truly after waiting for phone calls.
Did I ever tell you how much I hate waiting on phone calls? I’m sure I have. I hate it, I hate it, I hate it. I am trying to put together a freelance project so I can make some money, eat, live, etc., you know? I started making calls yesterday. I called the Coast Guard. They had not called me back by this morning so I called again. They said they were working on my inquiry. I made three other calls this morning. No one has returned my calls.
Sometimes it seems as if people are conspiring against me to not return my calls because they know how much I hate waiting. I know that sounds paranoid (Does it sound paranoid? Is someone saying I’m paranoid?) But really it is odd how you can make tons of calls and no one calls you back, or they call you back all at once. I’m dealing with forces beyond my control here.
Maybe I need a new profession. Perhaps I will open a lemonade stand. I believe I can give the little kid down the street a run for his money.