Take you back............

You can't always get what you want.........

Tired of waiting for you........

Welcome to the Hotel California........... you can check out any time you like but you can never leave......

Clowns to the left............ Jokers to the right.......... Stuck in the middle.........

They say......... WHO Victor, who say?  They say, you can't go back.  Ya don't get 'do overs'.  A card laid is a card played.   Wait for it. Sorry Meatloaf.. now if you could, Walk This Way down the aisle. We spend a crazy time in life, simply waiting.

I call............   bullsh*t.  Victor, please don't cuss.

Bullsh*t Bullsh*t Bullsh*t Bullsh*t.

Second chance?  Dream on...

Bullsh*t Bullsh*t Bullsh*t Bullsh*t.

I do agree on do-vers...  Regrets... Woulda shoulda coulda.

But.............. I watched 'Footie"............  Futbol.............. GOAL GOAL GOAL GOAL......

Futbol gots STOPPAGE TIME.

I never figured out howinthehell (oops, cussed again, sorry, not really, take this blog and shove it)....how they compute stoppage time. Something about 'minor delays and substitutions' there is added time at the end of regulation.

For 47 to salvage his career, reputation, mebbe he could strike a deal to get us all, payback.  Stoppage time.  Time for ALL that time we wasted in life.

Welcome to the DMV, please take this number (42) we'll text you when you're next.  OK, got it. One, large topping, thin crust - it'll be ready in 22 minutes.

"DON'T YOU KNOW WHO I AM?"  Yessir, I do, if you'll notice, there's 103 others in line awaiting being rebooked on the next flight to Cedar Rapids too, so...if you'd be so kind to rapidly return to the backa the line until it's your time.

Construction zone......... Speed limit Fitty.  Damnit, wreck ahead, we're completely stopped, gonna be late to the kid's game, concert, our dinner reservation, your moms, the party, dance, church, weaving class.  BRB, closing that pop-up.

Welcome to Mom and Pops Diner, how many please?  Four. Last name?  Starving.  Thanks, it's gonna be twenty, maybe thirty minutes.

AOL, GOOD. GOSH. GERTY. I'm SO glad we're past that.

Hurry up and wait.

Thanks for calling The Department Of Social Security.  Your anticipated wait is one hour and twelve minutes............. we hope you make it (HA HA HA HA!)..........

Bullsh*t Bullsh*t Bullsh*t Bullsh*t........ , I call............   bullsh*t.  Victor, please don't cuss.

The Golden Years....... We should get paid back for all that dadgum time we waisted, a waiting.

"HONEY?  LET'S GO... We're gonna be late to the Party"........... "Five minutes.. I'll be ready in five minutes."  I knew I shoulda played the back nine.

 

Sir, we watched you walk in... we're very aware and sympathetic of your hip pain, and we've scheduled your hip replacement as is fast as humanly possible, April 7th, 2027.  Here's a script for some pain pills in the meantime.

 

Flat tire.  DAMNIT, coffee allover my pants, I gotta change.  Yes, yes you do Victor, don't cuss and get some new slacks on.

 

Now batting, DAGOBERTO CAMPANERIS....... Damnit, rain.  Tarps coming out.  Hell, Toma's gotta be what? 103 by now? Guess we could grab one'a them $17 beers.

 

If, I'm laying here, worried about getting to work on time, awaiting my alarm to go off... WHY CAN'T I GET TO SLEEP?

 

I want that time back.  I'm 73. I figure I've wasted 19 or so years waiting. That's it. I'm going on vacation. NOW.  

 

Ahm, Victor?  Yeah? Your next Social Security check don't come until the third Wednesday, September 16.  Cedar Rapids will still be there once your check is deposited.

 

I call.......... WE KNOW, WE KNOW WHAT YOU CALL.

 

Too bad, so sad, you'll just haveta wait like all the others. 

 

Let's go to the movie instead.  Hi and welcome to B&B.  Two tickets, a popcorn and two cokes.. .ahm, we'll have  a fresh batch ready in 3 minutes..... WHEN is the movie gonna start?  Victor, they ALWAYS show trailers,  previews, and yes, some ads tossed in.

 

I call.......... WE KNOW..

 

BAND CAMP. LONG AGO. (1970-something.. I could still run, jump, hop.) Wet behind the ears Gate Agent for United Airlines, Kansas City.  My role on that day, feller in a wheelchair awaiting a flight to Des Moines.  He was cranky to begin with, probably 73, had wasted, oh, probably 19 or so years of his life waiting.  Problem was, snow and ice. Both IN Kansas City... as well as Des Moines.  Five, five flights to Des Moines.  One by one, I rolled him, his chair to the Gate for the Next Des Moines trip.... one by one, canceled due to weather.  We got way past the 'smalltalk' point. One last flight of the day to Des Moines. It was a United Express flight... at the very end of the terminal. Rolls we did. After getting him aligned near the door to board...  voice comes on the speaker thingy.. 
"Ladies and gentleman, I'm very sorry to announce... due to the Weather conditions in Des Moines, the airport has closed for the day."................................................

 

Not ten seconds after that announcement, 73 year old grumpy guy turned his head toward me, said, eye to eye, "I KNEW I shoulda flown Delta."

 

Yeah, Delta prolly didn't haveta deal with the snow. 

 

Contrary to FIFA, Pele, Messi, The English Premiere League, we don't get no extra (Stoppage) time in life.

 

Deal wit' it.

 

I call............   bullsh*t.  Victor, please don't cuss.