Yes, it RHYMES. I have TIMES for that.
I whined to the swim team coach about why Jesse was only in one heat. I determined that fact by poring carefully (no really, I did) through 12 pages that look like this:
Coach said gee let me see if I can get her in a breast stroke heat.
He came back a few minutes later. “She’s already in two heats.” He showed me the line item I missed.
So we only have to wait two more hours until Jesse swims, not three. Excellent news.
Now I’m bored AND embarrassed. I hate when I whine for no reason.