Positioning

For the last 29 minutes and counting, I've been on my cell listening to the same classical song on loop (I believe it's Bumblebees or something like that) with an inturruption every 20 seconds to say "You're position in the queqe is 1". I'm trying desperately to get an appointment with a doctor, they are booked up through June, and not yet setting appointments for July, and I'm screwed. My position when I called 30 minutes ago was 1, and apparently it's not planning on moving. At this rate my bill is going to be outrageous. Someone please shoot me. OOOOOOHHHHH! I'm about to speak to an agent!! Happy day! Well, nevermind, that clinic can't help me, I have to go to my PCM first. I LOVE MILITARY HEALTH CARE!!!! Back on hold.