Sometimes, you get plenty of help. In spite of your efforts to avoid it. You have no idea why. Are they interested, are they suspicious, or do they not have anything else to do? It's not like there is a waiting room for them to cool their heels in. Cooling your heels. That is a great antiquated piece of language for you. Like they tramped in out of the deep desert, with a pack of CD's slung over their backs, and came down to the water hole to do some tradin'. And there was tradin' done.
Business as usual. But with plenty of help to get us through the day.
