waiting in a queue . . .
ponders squeezing into the gap,
moves, loses his spot too.
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How often have we not gone through this ‘fruit of impatience‘ thing in our lives. Be it at the supermarket we went to buy groceries from or for the theater performance of an artist we admire. We wait for a considerable amount of time in the queue and irritably decide that we have waited more than what we deserve and try to force our way through the queue. Although, many of us only manage to squander even the spot that we held until then. Nevertheless, there are also people who manage to get ahead in a queue like a snake slithering across a maze of rocks. These people usually are extroverts. The reason why I say they are extroverts is that when introverts(I am one) lose it in a queue, they prefer not to speak out and even not claim their original spot. They accept their stupidity and bad timing. Whereas extroverts, they who can speak to anyone, anywhere and about any shit, manage what we introverts cannot. And you know I am not just talking about queues here.
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Linked to Haiku Heights for the prompt Squeeze.