Baseball manager Ted Lyons once joked that he was up to bat in the ninth inning one day, when he “hit a pop fly so high that the fans got tired of waiting for it to come down. So they all went home and listened to it drop by turning on the radio.”

Everybody gets tired of waiting sometimes, whether it’s children waiting for Christmas morning so they can tear open the presents under the tree or commuters waiting for traffic to move or a family awaiting a soldier’s return from the battlefield or even waiting in line for our turn to place a fast–food order.