”Customer number 546," yelled the ward office staff.
It’s the last hour before the ward office closed. Several stall were calling the next customers. There were a lot of seats in the lobby but there were more much more people waiting. It’s as busy as I expected.
I submitted my application for move-in registration, found a seat in the lobby, and started working on my laptop. I was proud of myself that I was well prepared for the long wait.
I left up my head to relax, looked around, and felt superior to others who were wasting their time. Then, I noticed the woman next to me was using a needle hook to decorate her knitting masterpiece.
Hmm… there were always some people better than me.
