Still waiting...
I have the word "patience" tattooed on the inside of my right wrist... right now it's the only patience I have. I'm trying. Really. I keep distracting myself with Facebook, blogging, reading blogs, reading a book, watching TV. But through it all... my impatience sits right beside me tapping me on the shoulder saying, "hey hey hey hey hey". It's annoying.
I called the shop to see if by some miracle they got Kenny in earlier than expected. Not a chance. Why do they laugh at me when I call to check on this? I don't get it. I don't think it's very funny. What I find less funny is the fact that I shouldn't even be sitting here wasting away in my stew of impatience. I should be rolling mile after mile, picking up and delivering freight. The shop I was in two days before I got here should have fixed this problem like they were supposed to. But no... no.
I just hope that I can get some damn good miles when I get back on the road.
But hey... it could always be worse right?
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