Waiting for people frustrates me a little. Waiting for people when they haven't told you they'll be late annoys me.
Today I was supposed to buy a secondhand Corp Fi book from someone. They said they could only make it to uni at 1, so I waited even though I finished class at 11.
At 10 past 1 they hadn't rocked up. I call them. Voicemail.
At 1.15 I called again. She asked whether she could call back.
At 1.16 she called back and I saw her walk up the stairs.
Then she apologized that a friend was supposed to bring her the book today and had forgotten. AND YOU COULDN'T HAVE TOLD ME THIS EARLIER?
Then she asked whether she could give it to me Monday. I told her when on Monday I was free and she didn't know when she was free. So I had to wait for her (again) while she went into the department office to check the timetable posted up there.
And she realized that she didn't have class on a Monday.
Quite frankly, I didn't care. I told her to give me the book at 12.30 on Monday, and I told her that I'd stayed back 2 hours at uni for her, and I told her to make sure her friend got it to her by Monday.
And when she first offered to sell her book to me she'd said that we couldn't meet yesterday because she had to get the book from her old flat.
WHAT KIND OF PEOPLE DO I SHARE THIS WORLD WITH
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