Welcome to the waiting room, kid.
Do you like to wait?
Do you like vinyl upholstery?
The way it smells like cigarettes, even though it's been against the law to smoke in here for over ten years?
How about the backrests on the seats?
How they form perfect right angles to the linoleum floor and only go up about three inches higher than your kidneys?
In the waiting room, sitting up straight hurts worse than slouching.
Are you comfy?
Do you like sharing armrests?
Even ones with cracked vinyl?
Why is that person across from you staring?
