I watch TV for a few minutes, but all I see is women who are waiting, just like me. They are eating yogurt, driving a car, or spritzing themselves with perfume, but what sticks out to me is what’s happening out of frame: they are all waiting for a man. They’re smiling, they seem active and busy, but in reality they are just killing time. I wonder whether I’m the only one to notice the universal women’s waiting room.
