Mini rant

Okay, so mini rant here for a moment… I HATE when you have to be somewhere on time and they expect you to be a tad bit early, just to show professionalism. But, when you get there 10 minutes before your scheduled appointment or interview or whatever, they have you sit and wait. For over 30 minutes. Oh, I’m sorry. I was under the impression that when I was told that my meeting was at 11am you actually meant that my meeting was at 11… My bad… You actually meant close to 11:45… Gotcha…also, please don’t send someone to tell me you’re running late it whatever, just have me sit there looking like an idiot until someone walks by and asks if they can help me… Oh yeah, they’re just running late, they’ll be out in a minute… Sure, it’s been 20, but no biggie… Honestly, I’m lucky I didn’t have anything directly after this, or id be screwed. Completely fucked for time… I am so genuinely pissed right now. It has been 40 minutes since our meeting was supposed to start, I’ve been here for 50 minutes now. This is massively unprofessional. Get your shit together.

"I sit and look out upon all the sorrows of the world, and upon all
oppression and shame;
I hear secret convulsive sobs from young men, at anguish with
themselves, remorseful after deeds done;
I see, in low life, the mother misused by her children, dying,
neglected, gaunt, desperate;
I see the wife misused by her husband—I see the treacherous seducer
of young women;
I mark the ranklings of jealousy and unrequited love, attempted to be
hid—I see these sights on the earth;
I see the workings of battle, pestilence, tyranny—I see martyrs and
prisoners;
I observe a famine at sea—I observe the sailors casting lots who
shall be kill’d, to preserve the lives of the rest;
I observe the slights and degradations cast by arrogant persons upon
laborers, the poor, and upon negroes, and the like;
All these—All the meanness and agony without end, I sitting, look
out upon,
See, hear, and am silent.” 
- Walt Whitman, I Sit and Look Out

"I sit and look out upon all the sorrows of the world, and upon all
oppression and shame;
I hear secret convulsive sobs from young men, at anguish with
themselves, remorseful after deeds done;
I see, in low life, the mother misused by her children, dying,
neglected, gaunt, desperate;
I see the wife misused by her husband—I see the treacherous seducer
of young women;
I mark the ranklings of jealousy and unrequited love, attempted to be
hid—I see these sights on the earth;
I see the workings of battle, pestilence, tyranny—I see martyrs and
prisoners;
I observe a famine at sea—I observe the sailors casting lots who
shall be kill’d, to preserve the lives of the rest;
I observe the slights and degradations cast by arrogant persons upon
laborers, the poor, and upon negroes, and the like;
All these—All the meanness and agony without end, I sitting, look
out upon,
See, hear, and am silent.”
- Walt Whitman, I Sit and Look Out