The Cosmic Rolodex
[LOBO]
”Thank you for holding,” she says. ”You have been very patient.”
And this lie throws me off.
-In the Cosmic Rolodex outlining my attributes, “Patient” would be a waaaaayyy deep cut.
”And when did this problem start sir?”
That Rolodex would go: Whirrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clack clickety clickety clickety clickety clack clickety clickety clack clack clack … clack … clack … clack ...
... clack ...
Whirrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clickety clack clickety clickety clickety clickety clack clickety clickety clack clack clack … clack … clack … clack ...
... clack ...
“... Patient.”
-Booyah! And it's about damn TIME.
”I am very sorry I could not resolve your problem,” she concedes. ”Is there anything I can further assist you with today?”
“Well, yes,” I says. “Why is my mother so hard to get along with lately?”
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