The dentist office is a great place to collect writing material. Most days anyway.
During my visit to the dentist, where my youngest had an appointment, writing material was in overflow.
One woman was sitting in the back corner, with her head leaned back, sleeping and snoring. Could you imagine yourself snoring at the dentist?
One woman, a young mother, sat quietly, with her head lowered. I wonder what she was thinking?
One woman, who sat two seats from me, gave me enough material to last a chapter or two. She sat with a laptop open, papers in one hand, and a cell phone in the other. However, halfway through her very long phone conversation (and loud I might add), she ended up putting the laptop away. This woman talked the entire time she sat there, until the office staff called her back for her child. Literally, this woman talked about people, talked about work, and more. She crossed her legs, leaned back, and acted like she had the room to herself. She was annoying too.
After "Annoying Talks A Lot" left the waiting room, another woman entered. She sat on the other side of me, with a table in between us. She too, was fidgeting with her phone, texting possibly or playing games. That was after she made a phone call. But this woman crossed her legs and bounced her foot constantly, as if she had jumping beans in her shoe.
Then I was called to collect my daughter. The fun was over.
(My lovely ladies paying me a visit where my desk is inside)
This morning I was up very early. The only bathroom is in my bedroom, so it's "Grand Central Station" for the week.
I best get my chores done early, so I can get back to writing. No waiting rooms today, but I have more writing material - conversations while standing in line to vote yesterday.
