Except here. Now, I should state that the bulk of people are fantastic advocates. A handful are a huge pain in the ass and time vampires and did I mention I have PMS? And will be happy when the upcoming event is over? Because I am SO tired of hearing:
"Where are we meeting (at the event)?"
At the place listed, address included, on the registration form that you filled out.
"Where exactly is the building?
On the map I emailed you. Twice.
"Can you send me a list of bullet points about that legislation?"
For the third time, or the fourth?
"I know the registration deadline was two weeks ago, and you're full, but can't you make an exception for me?"
Why, yes! I can physically expand the room we're in and miraculously clear legislative calendars, just to make room for you!
"When is it again?"
The times are listed on the same form you filled out and then, apparently, burned, so you could bother me.
"Should I bring quarters for parking?"
Maybe you could skateboard and save yourself the trouble.
"But I don't want to wait until (X time) to meet with (legislator X.) Couldn't you get me something earlier?"
Yes, I could have, but I decided that you had nothing better to do. It has nothing to do with the fact that they're in the middle of a legislative session and their calendars are extremely tight.
"Why can't I meet with (legislator X) even though I don't live in his/her district?"
Because I don't like you, that's why.
Wish me luck...and patience. The other night, as we were watching Dr. Who, I heard my new favorite quote: "Patience is for wimps!"
Mr. RK said, "You have found your spirit guide!"