lying in wait
PATIENCE IS A VIRTUE. IT’S JUST NOT one of mine.
Don’t get me wrong, I don’t honk my horn, even at Prius-driving jerkfaces who stop in the middle of the merging lane. I don’t lose my cool when my kid superglues his hands to the table or after I strip the threads in my archaic brake lever and have to wait three weeks for a new one. Even this morning when I stepped on the back half of a mouse gifted to me by my cat, I successfully resisted the urge to put my generous feline in a
