Wait-y issue

It has not been boring today. 

I was almost late to my appointment with Crista. I stopped at a car wash on 27th Street in Hays. The front bumper of my car was beyond gross. I don’t know how many love bugs divebombed to their death on my car, but it had to be in the tens of thousands. It was almost completely black. 

By time I got done and stopped further down 27th for gas, it was 8:51. I made it to the office with three minutes to spare.

Then I waited. And waited. And waited.

Unfortunately, the lady who had an appointment with Crista at 8 am was having some problems. I could hear her through the door. I know that feeling. 

Dr. Patriarca saw me waiting for Crista at 9:15. I knew that something must have been wrong, because there have been times where my sessions have begun 10 to 15 minutes after the hour. 

It turns out I didn’t get in until 9:38. I felt guilty if the lady before me needed to talk to Crista some more. Crista apologized for being so late, but I told her it wsan’t a big deal. I certainly understood about people in crisis. 

Lucky for me, I haven’t had any real problems as of late, so 30 minutes did just fine. I canceled my appointment for next Wednesday and will go back October 6, which happens to be the day my parents are leaving to visit my brother, his wife and their son in Nashville. 

I had to drop off my Hawaiian silk shirts at the cleaners in Hays after I got done with my appointment. I wanted to check my post office box, but drove right past the post office, which is across the street from the cleaners. No big deal, I’m back in Hays Tuesday anyway. 

The drive to Kansas City was smooth. I stopped in Topeka to use the restroom and get some refreshment. When I got past the toll plaza near Bonner Springs, traffic became choked due to construction. I got off at K-7 and found my way to I-435, and then on to Buffalo Wild Wings.

I’ve been here since 2:20. I’ll stay thorugh at least the first half ot he Texans-Patriots game before heading to Overland Park to check in to my hotel. Leaving either Saturday or Sunday.

About David

I am a sportswriter for a group of weekly newspapers in small towns across northern Kansas. I grew up in New Orleans, went to college at LSU and wandered in the wilderness until Hurricane Katrina finally put me on the path to my current job.

Posted on September 22, 2016, in Personal. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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