The waiting is over

So now we know. Looking around there are people who are not waiting they are passing their time. they are serving tea, talking about their latest computer or phone, talking, blogging. I am watching them to see, one man is puzzling with a tech card, what is it? I am reading tribes, they are talking about property and tax and money. Moments of inspiration come and go, I am addicted to it. What sort am I? Is it that Darwin missed the mark? Do I just need to find my kind? The lesser spotted version only found in parks, tends to lie in a deckchair reading or staring. Not to be confused with the greater spotted variety mostly found looking down on others - who am I is the wrong question, which species of the human race am I? - I will be able to tell you soon, to define, now the waiting is over.