Waiting Rooms

People are always good company when they are doing what they really enjoy – Samuel Butler

But what if the thing they really enjoy doing…. is sleeping??

I will introduce you to my life over the last few weeks.

See, my father is many things.

A workaholic, a jack of all trades, a loving family man, a designated lift home whenever it’s needed, a strong support beacon and someone to be proud of.

He is not however, good waiting room company.

This is a man who fell asleep at my year 4 Holy Communion, my year 7 graduation, several birthday dinners, a live comedy show with Arj Barker, and could have easily interrupted my year 12 graduation due to “excessive snoring”.

Mum was once almost disqualified from a quiz night, due to them believing that they only had 5 members, because the 6^th member had fallen asleep on her lap. I’ll let you guess who that was.

I recall him going to wait at the bus stop for my grandmother during my stay in Royal Perth hospital, after being missing for over 2 hours, he returned covered in grass clippings after falling asleep on the lawn.  Oblivious to several distressed phone calls.

He currently has 3 spare phones, all of which work as alarm clocks. Unfortunately their usefulness includes waking everyone up in the household except him.

If his snoring were to occur on a mine site, I can almost assure that there would be double hearing protection signage displayed around my living room.

Anyway,  I have tried many other strategies to combat my waiting room blues.

The ones that actually worked.

• Card Games – Uno, SkipBo, Cards Against Humanity
• Spending over $100 in the Apple ITunes Store
• Spotify Playlists
• Snapchatting my snoring dad

The ones that didn’t.

• Reading women’s day, new idea and women’s weekly.
• Guessing what various ailments and diseases people might be visiting their GP for.