Anyone who knows me well knows that I am not the most patient person that ever lived...hell just read this blog and you'll understand that. The Whinery was built upon the fact that I am continuously irritated by the countless number of people I encounter who are self-absorbed, ill-mannered, and believe that the world revolves around them.
Recently I took my daughter to physical therapy at the outpatient office of our local children's hospital. Ava goes to PT once a week, at the same time each week, and so I see the same people there all the time. Most people are typical, but there are always a few who irritate me.
Today there was a woman who I've seen a handful of times. Her son was in the therapy room for his session and she was in the waiting room, ordering dinner from her cell phone. I usually go to the lobby or outside if I have to talk on my phone, but since she was just ordering dinner I figures it would be a short call. Oh how wrong I was.
The conversation went like this:
"Hello? Is this the Glastonbury location? Oh good, I've made a few calls and I finally found you. I'd like to place an order. Um, it will be to go. I'd like the balsamic chicken and the fried chicken. (Pause) Does the fried chicken come with mashed potatoes? It does? Can I have fries instead? OK now does the balsamic chicken come with mashed potatoes? (Pause) Allright that's fine. Can I add a green salad to that order? Dressing? What kind do you have? (Pause) Um, I'll take the house dressing. (Pause) Yes that will be all. Can I get a total on that please? You know, a total of how much it all costs? (Pause) Now I have a gift card. Do I need to give you the number or do I just turn that it when I come? When I come? OK. Can you have that ready at 5:15 for pickup? Wait what time is it now? (Pause) Do you know what time it is now? Allright, better make it 5:30 then. Yes, see you then."
The phone call mercifully ended, until about 40 seconds later I hear her pick up the phone and say, "Hi, I just placed an order to go. Can I make a change to it? (Pause) Um it had the balsamic chicken and the fried chicken? Yeah I need to make a change? You can't find it? Oh maybe it's because I am picking it up at 5:30, it hasn't been placed yet..."
At that point of course I wanted to rip the phone out of her hand, stomp on it with both my feet until it was smashed to bits rip up the menu and scream "GET OUT!" However, I my thought process was interrupted my "favorite"child who comes to PT every week. Every week this child comes tearing into the waiting room at a 1oo miles an hour, his bedraggled mother following behind him. He is one of those kids who is inherently annoying: hyper, mouthy, and his mother thinks he's a real charmer. I do not. His first task, after bouncing in like a kangaroo, was to grab a truck from another smaller child and start running around the waiting room. It took every ounce of my self restraint not to stick my foot out and trip the little shit. He is about 6 or 7 and I have no idea what his "issue" is. The therapist always looks like she'd rather have every hair on her head ripped out by the root than see this kid. Since I am in the waiting room for an hour waiting for Ava I have overheard a few conversation between his mother and he therapist. His mother is now home-schooling him because "the school just doesn't know what to do with him and it's all we can do until we find an appropriate placement for him." I was about to suggest the local zoo, but felt this would not be well received. I shouldn't judge, but this kid just seems like a brat who has parents who enable his behavior. Maybe he really does have a problem, but the cynic in me thinks not.
I wish I was better at ignoring these things. Why should these people irritate me? I guess I just see too much of it. Everybody is always squawking into a cell phone, blasting their business all over the place. People don't discipline their kids and let them literally run all over the place in public places. And they think that their needs are most important, first and foremost. I talk on my cell phone if I need to, but I go outside. I do text my friends but usually to make plans, not about what I ate for lunch. And I try to discipline my child, although I know I'm not perfect at it. I wonder who I will see in the waiting room at PT tomorrow? I better have a drink before I go..
