I’m on hold today. The recording told me that call volume is larger than usual and waits may be extraordinarily long. So, I have my phone on speaker and am carrying it around with me. I don’t have work today, so it’s not a big deal. It’s good the phone is portable, I can just take it with me in the bathroom while I shave and take a dump, I can have it on the counter in the kitchen while I make eggs and toast, it is next to me as I type this. It’s like I have my own little hatchimal that I need to carry around and take care of – at the moment it is recharging from having been on for the past two hours, while I still hold. At one point, the music stopped, the phone rang and I thought it was going to be a person, but it quickly became a busy signal and I had to hang up and call back again. That was one hour and twenty two minutes into the wait…it’s not that big a deal, it’s interesting to feel how it affects my day…mostly, it’s awful that this is the soundtrack to my day and I can’t really do anything else on my phone – but like I said, it’s interesting to see how this affects my internal being. It’s interesting to learn that I don’t have to let it.