Sentences with phrase «in a small room waiting»

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The Department for Work and Pensions (DWP) has defended controversial plans to charge social housing tenants for spare rooms in their homes, or ask them to move into smaller homes saying it will help those on social housing waiting lists, and families living in overcrowded homes.

While the 19th and 20th Council Districts are held by two Republicans, Dan Halloran and Peter Koo, the local political clubs are small in number and are often a heaven's waiting room of senior citizens jockeying for a free cup of coffee and stale Entenmann's crumb cake.

I opened the door for the fitting room attendant who was waiting for me, prepared to grab a smaller size in the event that this was all a huge mistake.

Open and Closed Signs -LCB- 2 sizes: large and small -RCB- Four different Doctor's Office signs -LCB- Preschool, Pre-K, Kinder, and one blank -RCB- One Doctor's Office Bunting Banner Waiting Room Sign Prescription Pad «Dr.. On Duty» Sign Eye Chart Hours of Operation Sign Picture Cards Patient Information Form 9 -1-1 Chart Patient Sign - In Sheet

We could choose among presets built for small, medium and large rooms, and we noticed a significant difference in sound when turning bass boost all the way up while listening to Green Day's «Waiting.»

They require a lot of room so if you live in a small home you may want to wait until you have the room space this breed requires.

Following a small amount of paperwork, you will be greeted in the waiting room by one or two veterinary students currently in their oncology clinical rotation, and brought to a private examination room.

«Some animals come bounding up and are happy to see me and everyone in the waiting room,» says Bonnie V. Beaver, DVM, professor in the department of small animal clinical sciences at Texas A&M University in College Station, and past president of the American Veterinary Medical Association.

Following a small amount of paperwork, you will be greeted in the waiting room by our resident or technician and brought to a private examination room.

Following a small amount of paperwork, you will be greeted in the waiting room by one or two students currently in their ophthalmology rotation and brought to a private examination room.

Following a small amount of paperwork, you will be greeted in the waiting room by one or two students currently in their dermatology rotation and brought to a private examination room.

Following a small amount of paperwork, you will be greeted in the waiting room by one or two veterinary students currently in their surgery rotation and brought to a private examination room.

On a smaller scale, they provide a service called Request Upon Arrival that allows guests to customize their hotel stay: whether it's getting extra pillows or having a bottle of champagne waiting in their room for a romantic getaway.

Stepping onto the platform, I discovered a small museum in a former waiting room, the door propped invitingly open.

Though smaller suites were available immediately, only the Hospitality Suite offered the three beds we needed in one large suite, so we waited an extra hour or so until the room had been cleaned.

With such a vibrant mix of facilities it is small wonder that Alexander the Great Beach Hotel is such an attractive holiday option among both families and couples - just wait till you seen the rooms on offer: bright, spacious and inviting, you will be feeling well rested after a week's stay in Paphos!

Rooms are a bit small, and toilets and shower maybe short, but in truth I only needed to wait once in 3 nights.

«It was a decrepit red brick residential house and hearings were held around a table in the dining room, while those waiting sat in the small living room.»

The front of this office is all about the client experience, with a small waiting room boasting modern décor and three spacious conference rooms designed with the customer experience in mind.

It went something like this: hotel check - in, locate room, locate wifi service, attempt connection to wifi, wonder why the connection is taking so long, try again, locate phone, call front desk, get told «the internet is broken for a while», decide to hot - spot the mobile phone because some emails really needed to be sent, go «la la la» about the roaming costs, locate iron, wonder why iron temperature dial just spins around and around, swear as iron spews water instead of steam, find reading glasses, curse middle - aged need for reading glasses, realise iron temperature dial is indecipherably in Chinese, decide ironing front of shirt is good enough when wearing jacket, order room service lunch, start shower, realise can't read impossible small toiletry bottle labels, damply retrieve glasses from near iron and successfully avoid shampooing hair with body lotion, change (into slightly damp shirt), retrieve glasses from shower, start teleconference, eat lunch, remember to mute phone, meet colleague in lobby at 1 pm, continue teleconference, get in taxi, endure 75 stop - start minutes to a inconveniently located client, watch unread emails climb over 150, continue to ignore roaming costs, regret tuna panini lunch choice as taxi warmth, stop - start juddering, jet - lag, guilt about unread emails and traffic fumes combine in a very unpleasant way, stumble out of over-warm taxi and almost catch hypothermia while trying to locate a very small client office in a very large anonymous business park, almost hug client with relief when they appear to escort us the last 50 metres, surprisingly have very positive client meeting (i.e. didn't throw up in the meeting), almost catch hypothermia again waiting for taxi which despite having two functioning GPS devices can't locate us on a main road, understand why as within 30 seconds we are almost rendered unconscious by the in - car exhaust fumes, discover that the taxi ride back to the CBD is even slower and more juddering at peak hour (and no, that was not a carbon monoxide induced hallucination), rescheduled the second client from 5 pm to 5.30, to 6 pm and finally 6.30 pm, killed time by drafting this guest blog (possibly carbon monoxide induced), watch unread emails climb higher, exit taxi and inhale relatively fresher air from kamikaze motor scooters, enter office and grumpily work with client until 9 pm, decline client's gracious offer of expensive dinner, noting it is already midnight my time, observe client fail to correctly set office alarm and endure high decibel «warning, warning» sounds that are clearly designed to send security rushing... soon... any second now... develop new form of nausea and headache from piercing, screeching, sounds - like - a-wailing-baby-please-please-make-it-stop-alarm, note the client is relishing the extra (free) time with us and is still talking about work, admire the client's ability to focus under extreme aural pressure, decide the client may be a little too work focussed, realise that I probably am too given I have just finished work at 9 pm... but then remember the 200 unread emails in my inbox and decide I can resolve that incongruency later (in a quieter space), become sure that there are only two possibilities — there are no security staff or they are deaf — while my colleague frantically tries to call someone who knows what to do, conclude after three calls that no - one does, and then finally someone finally does and... it stops.

Dining room gets a more rustic decorated smaller tree and I can't wait to do something fun in the family room this year -LCB- to go with our eclectic colorful decor -RCB-.