Waiting as a Way of Life
（1）Waiting is a kind of suspended animation, a feeling that one can’t do anything because one is waiting for something to happen. Waiting casts one’s life into a little hell of time. It is a way of being controlled, of being rendered immobile and helpless. One can read a book or sing (odd looks from the others) or chat with strangers if the wait is long enough to begin forming a bond of shared experience, as at a snowed-in airport. But people tend to do their waiting impassively. When the sound system went dead during the campaign debate in 1976, Jerry Ford and Jimmy Carter stood in mute suspension for 27 minutes, looking lost.
（2）To enforce a wait, of course, is to exert power. To wait is to be powerless. Consider one minor, almost subliminal form. The telephone rings. One picks up the receiver and hears a secretary say, “Please hold for Mr. Green.” One sits for perhaps five seconds, the blood pressure just beginning to cook up toward the red line, when Green comes on the line with a hearty “How are ya?” and business proceeds and the moment passes, Mr. Green having established that he is (subtly) in control, that his time is more precious than his callee’s.
（3）Waiting is a form of imprisonment. One is doing time—but why? One is being punished not for an offense of one’s own but often for the inefficiencies of those who impose the wait. Hence the peculiar rage that waits cause, the sense of injustice. Aside from boredom and physical discomfort, the subtler misery of waiting is the knowledge that one’s most precious resource, time, a fraction of one’s life, is being stolen away, irrecoverably lost.
（4）Americans have enough miseries of waiting, of course—waits sometimes connected with affluence and leisure. The lines to get a passport in Manhattan last week stretched around the block in Rockefeller Center. Travelers waited four and five hours just to get into bureaucracy’s front door. A Washington Post editorial writer reported a few days ago that the passengers on her 747, diverted to Hartford, Connecticut, on the return flight from Rome as a result of bad weather in New York City, were forced to sit on a runway for seven hours because no customs inspectors were on hand to process them.
（5）The great American waits are often democratic enough, like traffic jams. Some of the great waits have been collective, tribal — waiting for the release of the American hostages in Iran, for example. But waiting often makes class distinctions. One of the more depressing things about being poor in America is the endless waiting in welfare or unemployment lines. The waiting rooms of the poor are often in bad conditions, but in fact almost all waiting rooms are spiritless and blank-eyed places where it always feels like 3 in the morning.
（6）One of the inestimable advantages of wealth is the immunity that it can purchase from serious waiting. The rich do not wait in long lines to buy groceries or airplane tickets. The help sees to it. The limousine takes the privileged right out onto the tarmac, their shoes barely grazing the ground.
（7）People wait when they have no choice or when they believe that the wait is justified by the reward—a concert ticket, say. Waiting has its social orderings, its rules and assumptions. Otherwise peaceful citizens explode when someone cuts into a line that has been waiting a long time. It is unjust; suffering is not being fairly distributed. Oddly, behavioral scientists have found that the strongest protests tend to come from the immediate victims, the people directly behind the line jumpers. People farther down the line complain less or not at all, even though they have been equally penalized by losing a place.
（8）Waiting can have a delicious quality (“I can’t wait to see her.” “I can’t wait for the party”), and sometimes the waiting is better than the event awaited. At the other extreme, it can shade into terror: when one waits for a child who is late coming home or—most horribly—has vanished. When anyone has disappeared, in fact, or is missing in action, the ordinary stress of waiting is overlaid with an unbearable anguish of speculation: Alive or dead?
（9）Waiting can seem an interval of nonbeing, the blank space between events and the outcomes of desires. It makes time maddeningly elastic: it has a way of seeming to compact eternity into a few hours. Yet its brackets ultimately expand to the largest dimensions. One waits for California to drop into the sea or for the Messiah. All life is a waiting, and perhaps in that sense one should not be too eager for the wait to end. The region that lies on the other side of waiting is eternity.
It is implied that （）.
A、worrying about the result is worse than waiting
B、waiting for a missing person is the worst thing
C、many people can’t bear the stress of waiting
D、some people would rather wait than know the result
【正确答案】：A
【题目解析】：第八段第一二句提到“sometimes the waiting is better than the event awaited. At the other extreme, it can shade into terror”由此可以推断，有时候知道结果比等待更加难熬，所以A选项描述正确。B选项worst说法太绝对，不正确。C选项由文章内容推断不出来。D选项，文章只提到有时候知道结果比等待更加难熬，但并没有提到人们对于此事的想法，所以人们是更乐意等待还是更乐意知道结果，不得而知，故D选项不正确。故选A。