A long day

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I do not object to going to the doctor. I'm not a hypochondriac, but I'm also not the healthiest person around. I have a monthly appointment with the pain doctor. I go to the dentist regularly. I've started back with the eye doctor, as much as that one does actually pain me - not literally. I go to my GP, I get my vaccines, I do it. And, as my friends here know, I fell and broke my nose. Not badly. My GP told me that I needed to go to the ENT, that Ears, Nose and Throat for those who don't get some of the less common initial doctors. And, today was that day. I mean, it was the only appointment until almost Thanksgiving (the 20ths of November for those who don't know.) I told the appointment setter that by then I wouldn't need to see an ENT. My appointment was at 3. A nurse came out at 3:15 and asked who was there to see this doc, me and another gent said we were, he was at 2:45. Then she said he was running an hour late. An Hour Late! I had broken off with my best friend to go to this appointment, I was there on time. If I had known it was going to be after four I could've spent another hour with her. Didn't they know he was running late before three? By the time I got out, rush hour had started. Austin is the tenth largest city in the United States! This office, while not exactly on the whole other end of town from where I live, is much further south than I normally drive. In fact, this office is next door to where I actually worked for four years from 1980 to 1984. At least I knew back ways to get home that wouldn't require me to get caught in the bumper to bumper traffic of either the Interstate or the other two normally higher speed ways north. Still, I would've loved to spend more time with my best friend. Yes, we send emails all the time and even call, but it really isn't the same. So, would you have been more than a little annoyed?