The queue

I am chatting with technical support. Well I should say attempting to. I was connected earlier and without warning mid-sentence was disconnected.

So now I am in the queue. No wait disconnected again. Now #5 in queue. 4,3,2,1 Well I wish... Still #4.

I think it is much the same with life. A passionate, sometimes disjointed act takes place and then we start down the road of life.
If you are the first born than the queue may be shorter. Sperm meets egg and then the person that is now you begins.  It seems to me that a person enters and exits numerous queues for the next 80 years or so.

Perhaps that is why they say patience is  a virtue....