I'm a patient man. No, really, I am. (stop snickering!)
But I had an appointment with this new person, who I haven't met, who was scheduled to arrive on Tuesday. He keeps sending little messages that he's coming... he's coming.. no really, he's coming... I'll be there shortly.
He's a good friend of my daughter's.... she knows him very well, and she's referred him to me. Isn't that sweet that she wants him to meet me?
But so far, no signs of Mr. Betho. When, oh when, is Mr. Betho going to arrive? And, of course, everyone here at my office is aware of Mr. Betho's impending arrival... and they ask me as they pass by my desk. "Any word? Has Mr. Betho arrived yet?"
"Nope, not yet... don't worry... I'll let you know." C'mon, I'm not getting any younger, you know. Time appears to have slowed down to a crawl. Maybe Mr. Betho will arrive today?
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