Why do I need to learn more?
I am the person who always --AL.WAYS. --gets in the longest line. I am the person who always arrives during the "rush". I am the person who gets the waiter/waitress/clerk in training. "I'm new! Please be patient with me!" Usually, I'm not upset about this. I take it like a woman, and just patiently wait.
But today, it really started to get to me.
I had an appointment this morning to take the minivan into the dealership for a routine oil change. They are usually very good and very prompt and I like their waiting area.
"It'll be 30-45 minutes, okay?" replied the guy who took my name and my keys. The kids and I waited in the little children's area --it was closed off from the other waiting area with a door, and there were blocks and toys, and we watched "Charlotte's Web". The kiddies were entertained, and they even gave us some wicked, wicked fruit snacks. At first, the time went quickly, but after an hour, nobody came to get me. I was getting impatient. I needed to go weigh in at WW before 11AM, but had planned to go before the meeting ended at 10:30. Finally, at 10:20, I left the kids and went to the desk.
"Excuse me, but umm...I was told it would only be 30 minutes, but I've been waiting for an hour and a half."
"What was it for?"
"Just an oil change. And I was supposed to be somewhere 15 minutes ago."
"What was the name?"
I told her and the other lady said, "Oh! Your stuff is right here! They paged you, you know."
I firmly told them that I had not heard ANY page, because it must not be working in the children's area. Perhaps they should fix it. And I was so angry, people. And sad, and frustrated. They were kind, apologized, blah, blah, blah, but still! Didn't anyone notice me in there? Sitting there with four kids? How hard would it have been to be like "Hey, that lady has been here a while. I wonder if her stuff is done?" And then I was so mad at myself --why didn't I bug them earlier? Why didn't I ask after the first hour??
Then some customer service lady walked me to my car and then blabbed on and on about their car wash and their new location and everything for 10 minutes. HELLO!!? When someone is frustrated at being somewhere too long, you get them out of there as fast as you can! I was so close to just driving off after slapping her silly.
Then I got to the Weight Watchers place --parked right outside the door, turned off the car, rolled down the windows and let the kids stay in the car. #1 didn't have school today, so she could watch them for 3 minutes.
I go inside, and there's no line. Yay! I get up there to pay and....they can't do it right then because someone is on the phone and they need the line for the debit/credit cards. Those 5 minutes (where I went to check on the kids at least once) felt like eternity. I was so close to tears and so tired of having to wait and wait and wait.
By the time we got home, I was ready to scream at people. Instead, I fed the kids lunch and cleaned out the van (for the trip). I'm feeling much better now. But man, oh, man! Why is it always this way? Why am I constantly put into situations where I have to learn patience? I never get angry at people. I never yell at service people. I try to be the type of customer that people want to serve and please. I tip servers, I thank clerks. I'm polite and kind, even when I'm frustrated.
So, why the heck does it keep happening to me!? Seriously, I would love to just get through things quickly every once in a while. I just get so tired of waiting...and waiting...and waiting...