I had a follow up dentist appointment the other morning. The initial appointment a week earlier, another early morning appointment, took over an hour to drive the ~15-miles, via back roads, from Franklin to Needham. This ride typically takes ~30-minutes, however, at peak rush hour all time estimates are off. Clearly, with GPS, which everyone now has on their cell phones, there are no longer hidden back roads, nope.
So, learning from this experience I left the house earlier for my follow up appointment to ensure I'd beat the heavy traffic and be on time. As planned I arrived early, had the parking lot all to myself and chose an easy exit parking space. Turned the radio on for some sports talk, put the seat back, closed my eyes and began to relax...
Until the annoying "honk honk honk", "honk honk honk" of a cars horn broke the morning serenity. This was followed by the chalkboard type yelling from one woman to another across the parking lot. This continued as the two walked towards each other. As Murphy's Law would have it the two yentas met right beside my car. They were so close I could have literally rolled my window down and touched them, I kid you not! They had the entire parking lot yet here they were talking as if they owned the place; as if they were in their living rooms carrying on without a care for anyone else, like ME, but themselves, UGH!
The both saw me. I saw them each look over but paid no attention and kept on spewing. Ironically, they both seemed a bit perturbed when I did in fact roll my windows down, adjust my seat-back up to the full upright and locked position and listened in to their conversation. Dry, OH SO DRY it was, BLAH! BLAH! BLAH!
Good news is the dental visit went well.
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