And just as soon as the clock struck nine,
He opened the app to check cabs online.
Without wasting a moment, he hit book,
He had beat the rush by hook or by crook.
In the cab, he tapped his fingers in impatience,
Thankfully, he had company to match his cadence,
A driver who honked till the road gave way,
Together they both were now in the lead, yay!
He got off at the airport and wheeled his luggage in,
And then stood in the long line for check-in,
The line was moving too slow for his speed,
So he broke the line saying, "sorry, my flight's leaving, indeed!"
Despite all his efforts, the flight was delayed
He paced around impatient and frayed.
"Ok, parents with infants board first.", They said.
He was the first to follow, the parents right ahead
The flight got further delayed on the runway,
Trapped in his seatbelt, he loudly chastised the delay.
When finally it took off, he drifted into sleep.
Probably dreaming of Usain Bolt's sweep.
The flight had barely landed, he got off his seat.
They shouted, "sir, be seated. There's noone to beat."
He could barely contain his impatience,
But sat making an obvious display of his nuisance
When the flight came to a halt, he was the first to stand,
Nudging his neighbor roughly, to give in to his demand.
And then stood uncomfortably in the tiny space,
His neck cramped, and him bent with no grace.
Pushing and shoving, he was the first off the flight,
And rushed to reach the end which was in sight.
Alas, life knows how to even things out.
Everyone's luggage came. His, they missed out.
Patience, my friend, is a virtue, they say.
Especially when you can't always have it your way.
This race he was running, he will surely win one day,
And then realise life, unfortunately, doesn't replay.
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