I hate waiting.
It's bad enough when someone says they'll "be there at three" or whatever and there is still no sign of them by five, but it's a hell of a lot worse when there is no given time.
"What time would you like us to deliver? AM or PM?" they asked.
"PM" says I as AM is fast asleep time.
But that's it. Fucking PM. And PM stretches technically from midday to midnight so I haven't a fucking clue when they are delivering.
I have been sitting waiting patiently. Still no word. I have to get some stuff from the village but I can't because I have to be here when they arrive. My presence is an imperative, and I just know if I nip out for a couple of minutes they'll come and make a fucking bollox of the delivery.
I could have gone to the village and back thirty times in the time I have been waiting but I have a sneaking suspicion that they are parked just down the road, waiting for me to go out whereupon they will deliver and make a right shite of it.
I'm still waiting.
I fucking hate waiting.