time is life

     The older I get, the more I resent people wasting my time. Sometimes it seems as if they do it intentionally--perhaps they are scoring points somewhere, in a great cosmic time-wasting game. No one can give back an instant of it, or add any more to my days to make up for it--if they could I'd be very old, anyway, which wouldn't answer for wasting my time when I was 30 or 40 years old. Other people are "spending" my time--or they are deciding how I should spend it. I wonder how they spend their own time?