Funny Quotes About Waiting Novels & Stories

and informed her that I was eagerly awaiting her arrival. Taking a seat at an empty table, I observed the bustling cafe. A waitress approached, inquiring if I desired anything in particular. Politely declining, I informed her that I was simply waiting for someone. Time seemed to stretch on as I anxiously awaited Rachel's arrival, my impulsive nature growing restless. I couldn't help but wonder why women always seemed to keep others waiting.

I wait patiently for Keith to show up. We'd made plans to go watch a movie tonight and I must say , I'm looking forward to it. We'd texted back and forth in the afternoon, and he'd suggested that we go out for a movie tonight. Now here I am, still waiting for him. I know that he's a bit late and I have no doubt he might be tied up at work. I just hope he'll be able to make it because if he doesn't, no doubt I'll be a little disappointed but I'll still understand. He is a busy man.

I leaned back on the seat. “While I was waiting, I would count the people going out the buses so I wouldn’t get bored. But sometimes when I have already reached 100, I would stop waiting. That’s the maximum time I could wait.” “Quite a way to pass time, huh?” Catherine laughed softly. “Yeah. It’s actually entertaining.” “How is that entertaining? Counting strangers in your head? I could fall asleep with that.” “When you’re eagerly waiting for someone, Cath, it’s entertaining. Go on, try it.”

someone else grumbled. Liam laughed like a little boy, then impatiently jumped out of the car and announced happily, "That's it for today's gathering! I'm done having fun! I've got to wait right here for my lovely wife!" The happiness on his face was unmistakable. He was a man completely in love. His friends groaned when they heard him, and couldn't take it anymore. Each of them made exaggerated faces, and one of them even pretended to gag. "Oh, please, Liam. You're so cringe right now! You're not even married yet, and you keep calling her your wife already. Aren't you embarrassed?"

He had never seen Olliver talk to anyone like that before ever. "I did wait. But it was painful to watch you pretending to jot down and work on something that I know would take at least another thirty-four hours." The stranger said, surprising Smith once again. How did this man know what they were working on and how long they had to wait for any reaction? "It's called getting accurate details throughout the experiment. Of course, you wouldn't know anything about that since you barely ever walk out of your office. You might get fat very soon if don't watch out…"

she reminded me. I guffawed in laughter and I nodded. "Of course! But promise me that you have got to reply, alright? Or at least try to make it on time," I jokingly said. She rolled her eyes. "You still remembered that do you?" she scoffed. "Hell, yeah! Who would ever forget how much time I have waited for you to arrive? And when you finally showed up, you were even the one deeply infuriated, like seriously? It seems as though five hours of wait time was not even enough for me to get mad, and yet you even had the audacity to be the one furious?" I burst into a peal of laughter as I have recalled one of the silly and humorous things that ever happened to us back in the old days.

"Alpha Marcus. Healer Quinn is waiting for you upstairs." Julian watched them. His whole world spun. That man had the VIP pass Julian was dying for. That man could just walk right in. To see his Harper. Raw jealousy, sharp as snake fangs, sank into his heart. His fists clenched so tight his knuckles turned white. Blood welled from his palms, dripping like scarlet petals onto the perfect white snow. Hours ticked by. Alpha Marcus didn't come out. Julian spotted them laughing together in the lobby. Despair and rage boiled inside him. He was losing his damn mind.

Besides, who exactly gave Todd the illusion that he was someone important? I scoffed. "Todd Westman, from the moment you had the audacity to spout all that, you lost the right to speak to me." People could only communicate meaningfully when they were on the same intellectual level. Seeing how resolute I was, Todd struggled frantically and screamed, "No… Babe, listen to me. I can explain. I was just confused for a second. I love you!" "Shut up. Just listening to you makes my ears feel dirty."

One of them laughed. "I'm telling you, he does it on purpose." Another employee nodded. "Last month a businessman waited almost six hours." "Six?" "That's nothing. Someone waited all day once." They continued laughing. My steps slowed. "Mr. Moretti likes seeing how badly people want something." The group continued walking away. Meanwhile, I stood frozen. I closed my eyes. Of course he did. Why was I not surprised? The man probably viewed patience as some kind of personality test. I sighed deeply.

Just us. *Waiting.*