CSI: Crime Scene Investigation
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What are you waiting for?
Nothing, important, really. I have no packages waiting to arrive, and I really don’t wait for work, I go to it, like any normal person. I don’t wait for most things to come to me, I go out and get them, because a long time ago, I began to believe that a lot more could be gained in my life if I was forward and ambitious in the right circumstances. Of course I’m not going lie around and be lazy and wait for a promotion to come me, nor will I demand one. I will work towards it, I will wait for it, but I will not be selfish and pigheaded.
To me, there are two main types of waiting. Personally, I think it is fine to wait for a package, for a promotion, to be served in a shopping line. Those are the polite, proper things to do. That is waiting politely, waiting with awareness and understanding about the situation. The kind of waiting that I do not like is the impatient kind of waiting. I have worked as a public servant long enough to have had several angry or distraught people, relations of the deceased, get close up to my face and shout at me, or beg and plead that they be first, that they are more important, that they should be paid attention to. What those impatient waiting people don’t understand is that, whether or not they are more important, my work is often set in stone. I handle cases on a priority basis and on a basis of what has happened first. If I have one case that I am working on, then a day later, a second, if I suspect that someone involved in the second case is about to flee the city, then of course, I will focus on the second case. If I do not have any clue on a recent case, then I may go back to work on one I have gotten earlier in the week. It is as simple as that. Priority, and order, are essential in handling cases of homicide, suicide and other tragedies. While the murder of a policeman or a high ranking official figure, will obviously garner more attention and possible manpower, it does not change the way I treat any other case. All my cases get the upmost respect, work and dedication put into them. If they are solved, they are solved, if they are not, then, hopefully, one day they will be. The impatient waiting people that I come across every now and then in my work, need to learn to see through the pain and the grief, and to see that I am working hard for them, that I am working towards, and waiting patiently for, hopefully good results from the pertaining investigation.
In dancing, one must wait for a partner’s steps to come sometimes. Sometimes, they may be doing slightly different, may be leading or following. Dancing involves two things, the synchronising of minds, of dance steps, and the waiting for things to happen. You can’t do a fast waltz or a tango until the music has started, and you can’t do one step further on in the dance, until the steps preceding it have been completed.
The nature of humanity is, as I have learnt, one that can find little or immense pleasure in waiting. We do not like waiting at a red light, yet, we do not mind waiting a long time to finish something more difficult such as a puzzle or a quilt. Equally, in my profession, some people can’t wait for results, while others can, and some murderers can’t wait to kill again, while some never will, because, for them, their wait to murder has been completed, and arises no more. What I think, is essential for all people to learn is that, although it may feel like it, time does not stop while we are waiting for something to happen, for something to be achieved or completed, while we are waiting for something to change or arrive. It simply ticks on as fast as it always has done, and, when enough time has passed by, the waiting will be over. Things happen eventually, and whether they happen quickly or slowly does not depend on how patiently or impatiently a person waits, not largely, at least. Instead, it mostly depends upon sensible things like the complexity of the process being involved, how smoothly it can be done and how many interruptions there are along the way.
The only thing I wait for is death. I wait patiently and I do not think about it all that much, but I know that I wait for it all the same. From the moment we are conscious, we are waiting, internally, in our very being, for our end, because we implicitly acknowledge, that one day, it will come. For some, sooner than others. Either way, the wait is patient, and clear, and lets us go on with our daily lives without much interruption unless we begin to think about our own deaths themselves. I deal with death almost every single day of my current life, due to my chosen profession. I will wait for mine with patience, and when it comes, the waiting will be over. Until then, I will not heed its call prematurely at my own hands, and I will continue to live, and wait patiently for test results, for the shopping line to move, for a promotion if there is one, for the news to come on. I will wait patiently, and I will not be impatient, just as I should do, and have always done to the best of my ability.