First World Problem: Trivial but annoying

Waiting: A Tiresome Job

So I thought I'd write a quick blog as I'm waiting for the gas man to come and do a quick safety check.

I've been waiting for just over an hour and I'm already going crazy!



The gas man comes round every now and then to do checks to make sure there aren't any problems or gas leaks. Which is fine. Quite reassuring to be honest. The problem is because I'm usually busy I haven't been in my apartment when he's been coming over to my apartment building. So I arranged for someone to come over and didn't make any other plans. He never came. He came the next day, when I was at work. And again when I wasn't in. So my co-teacher kindly rang up and arranged for someone to come again. Basically the same thing happened. Now I receive a notice stating if I don't have a check soon the gas to my apartment will be cut-off. So here I am. Sitting and waiting once again.

I've quickly cleaned up the place. Got to make the place half-presentable right? Started to do other little bits and bobs. Researching jobs and volunteer work. Then started to get hungry. And guess what? I don't have any food to eat. One of the things I love about Korea and my apartment is that there's a convenient store at the bottom of my building. However, I have to wait for the stupid gas man. I don't really hate the gas man, but I'm starting to. Usually I could just pop down and get some noodles or crisps or other snacks or something to whip up a meal at least. But not today. Oh no. Got to wait. Especially as knowing my luck, he'll come the 5 minutes I'm not actually here.

This is becoming one of those FML moments.

So now, of course, all I can think about is food, then I try not to think about food but end up thinking about food again as my stomach won't allow me to think about anything else.

Now I'm really thinking FML.

Then, eureka! I've realised something. "I can have food delivered!!!!" Thank you modern day society and your marvelous technology and great way of living!

You know how I wrote 'knowing my luck' because I have shit luck? Well here it is again. Knowing my luck, of course I can't access my account. Therefore, I cannot get food delivered. Grrr! Right? One of the most frustrating things is when you can't do or get something when you actually want it. It's like this is happening on purpose. Like something's trying to tease or taunt me. Just for fun. So I now feel like this:



Just now, I had another moment of clarity. Except this time I'm less excited. I'm irritably hungry right now and I now hate this website. But for a chance to get any food I'm going to have to register again. This is a long-winded process just go get food.

My large potato and bacon pizza was delivered and I ate most of it while watching 'Will and Grace'. So I'm happy right now. Even though I'm still waiting for the gas man. At least I'm doing it while I'm full and in bed. Food and warmth is all that I need to be content.

Moral of the story? People really do turn ugly when you become between them and food. People are like savages when they're hungry. I don't think it's a bad thing. People and things just shouldn't get in the way of eating time, quite frankly. Unless you want to make someone very irritated. Literally, when the door bell rang and I heard it was the pizza delivery man I was like this:

So happy! When food is ready, it's like the best news ever!