I spend a good deal of my time in fast food restaurants. I am not sure whether it is laziness or convenience, but I do. I went to one of my favorites once–KFC. I wanted 10 of their delicious Hot Wings. I went up to the clerk and informed him of this and he said it would be about 10 minutes. (10 minutes?! I thought to myself—but they sell chicken for a living! ) Then I remembered I had nowhere to go and nothing to do it being a day that can be described as both summer and lazy. I thanked him anyway and promptly left the restaurant. Then I got bothered. Where had my life or attitude gotten to when I couldn’t wait 10 minutes for something I really wanted? What did this say about me in particular and society in general? I decided to stay and have the Hot Wings I had driven 10 minutes to get.