Him: "Hey, I'm on my way home now. What's going on over there?"
Me (screaming dramatically): "I've been waiting on hold to speak to someone at the home warranty place for over 40 minutes and at this point I can shoot fire out of my eyeballs!!!"
Him: "Okay. Well I'll see you in a few minutes."
Alternate title: Why my husband takes his sweet time getting home from work
PS: I'm still on hold...50 minutes and counting...I think I'm handling it well though.