I'LL GET IT!

I'm sitting in the doctor's waiting room when an elderly, clearly handicapped man drops a wrapped toothpick on the floor.

"I'll get it!" I scream as he totters back and forth honing in on that tiny sliver.

He clearly does not want help and I watch hypnotized as his body weaves and wobbles slowly, very slowly, getting closer and closer to his goal.

Whoa!

What do ya say?

Is this a lesson in persistence and patience, or what?