Hurry up to wait...

Yesterday, I left  home early to battle the  crazy morning traffic into the heart of Cape Town. My prayers were that I would arrive at the Home Affairs(immigration) office to get that much needed stamp in my passport for the volunteer visa that I had applied for. So, patiently, I sat in line and waited and waited.... 2 hours later I am so close to getting my turn and then the man that would have helped me...disappeared. Ok, so maybe he was having a coffe break. That's ok. 20...30...45 minutes go by and no sign of him. After inquiring about him, we were assured he would be back. But he never came back. By now there are many unhappy people grumbling and getting impatient. Long story short...one woman came to help us and as soon as she walked out...everyone swarmed the counter! So, the line was irrelevant now. She got frustrated and left. I decided that I should just leave after 4 hours. (Sigh) It was frustrating but then again its never easy when God is trying to teach you patience. After I had time to calm down, it made me chuckle and shake my head...or as some of my friends here have told me TIA (this is Africa).