Have I mentioned that Cheryl is not a patient person? I pity anyone in her path when her patience is overtaxed. On morning two of our Spring Disney Fling, Cheryl planned to leave early for the park, sans significant other, with offspring in tow. She was going with a friend and her child. They all left around 7:30 to fetch a resort bus to the park thinking they had plenty of time. About a half an hour later, after said significant other was finished showering and shaving, Cheryl came storming back into the room with the temperament of a raging bull. She stomped over to her purse, grabbed her car keys, and raged out of the room ranting: “we waited half an hour for that bus and it was full!”
I pity Cheryl’s friend. I wonder if she knew.