I'm still free.
The last time I lost my temper in public was at my new allergist's office. My appointment was for 10 a.m. I worked from 7:30 a.m. to 9:20 a.m., explaining to my editor I'd be back by 11:30 a.m. (Plenty of time, right?) I drove the 35 minute drive to the dr office. I arrived ten minute early knowing, as a new patient, I'd have lots of paperwork to fill out.
To make a long story short, and keep my blood pressure from going through the roof, again, I didn't get into a room until 10:10. I sat in that room until 11 a.m., no doctor. I was so mad I went out to the reception's area where the two receptionists and the nurse were sitting around, leaning on their elbows on their desks, looking bored. I semi-calmly explained that I had gotten here early to fill out paperwork and be prompt for my appointment and where is the dr? They looked at me dumbfounded. The nurse shrugged her shoulders and said "I don't know what to tell you." None of them know where the dr was or why he hadn't been into to see me.
So as I'm leaving the receptionist said, "So, you want to reschedule?" I looked at her with an incredulous look and said kind of sarcastically, "Yeah, right, I'll call you." When pigs fly.
The ironic things is, if I didn't show up for my appointment, the office charges my insurance company a $25 fee. But if the dr doesn't show up for my appointment, I can''t charge him a fee. So, I miss 2 hours and ten minutes of work and drive over 40 miles, for nothing.
At least I handled myself pretty respectfully. No arrests were made.