Never ever let nasty thoughts run through your head when you're waiting for someone who is late

It's 3:15. My two friends aren't here to pick me up. The movie starts in 40 minutes, there's time.

It's 3:30. How dare they! One has seen the movie. It's probably her fault. She's sometimes late. (So am I.)

It's 3:45. This is ridiculous. Did I get the time wrong? (Check email, I did not.)

It's 3:55, the time the movie is starting. No calls, no nothing. Damn it, I'm cold.

I go in, I call. My ride picks up the phone. What the hell is going on, were you in an accident or something?

Yes, she says. I completely totaled the car.

( I drive and spend the rest of the afternoon in the hospital with the other friend. All is basically fine. Read about it here. Is it providential? The driver had been lusting after a new car...)