There are some moments in life that seem longer than others.
These are the moments I hate the most.

As I slipped into the clown car, I tried not to think of the time.
“What time is it?” asked Madame De Lu. Her French accent was hard to hear, as it was muffled by all of the bodies in the car.
“Seven thirty-nine,” I replied.
“Does that mean I have time to use the bathroom?” asked Bruno, the largest clown out of all of us.
“No you idiot! We are about to go on!” replied Plex.
Madame De Lu frowned. “Don’t call him that. He just asked a question.”
“A stupid question,” chirped Gaspard.
Madame De Lu attempted to slap the poor midget, but he ducked right in time, leaving Fred with the blow.
“Ow! You devilish girl.”
“I’m sorry Fred. I was aiming for…”
“It doesn’t matter who you were aiming for,” interrupted Plex, " Get ready to go on."
“But I have to use the restroom!” cried Bruno.
“Seven Thirty,” I happily called out.

The curtains raised, and the audience clapped at our presence. The show had begun.