In an apparent attempt at cruel humor, Fate, it seems, is testing my ability for patience. Unfortunately for Her (I'm assuming that Fate is a female. I could be wrong, but I'm too embarrassed to check), I am a very patient man. I might even be so bold to say that my ability to withstand extreme annoyance borders on super-human strength. Alas, I am only a regular-human, and I do have a breaking point. Which, if Fate continues Her quest, could happen at any moment now.
I probably wouldn't have noticed that Fate was targeting me, if it hadn't been for a series of specific events. I don't think that it's a coincidence that, at work, I just happen to get back-to-back calls from mothers holding their screaming babies, who get upset at me when they can't hear me. I'm positive that Fate caused every person in the state of Maine to forget to call in their prescription refills during the week, and made them all call in at the same exact time, when the office isn't open, to complain about it. I think it was on purpose that when waiting in line at the grocery store on my lunch break, the person behind me in line would have a little ankle-biter of a kid who would keep jamming the cart into my heels. I know it was Fate's fault that I would forget my wallet at home, thus effectively wasting my entire lunch break.
Despite these (and other) unprovoked attacks on my patience, I am standing strong. While the events of this past weekend have caused me to dip into my Emergency Backup Reserve of patience, I'm holding my ground. If Fate wants to play dirty, I urge Her to bring it on. I am a patience camel, people. I mean, I grew up with two sisters, and I'm married to quite possibly the most indecisive person on earth. I hardly think that what I've been through recently is the best of what She can throw at me.
I know that one isn't supposed to tempt You, but seriously?
I think You can do better.