Rage and Outrage

I have an eye doctor appointment, scheduled for 8:10 a.m.   It was scheduled months ago, so I don't remember the reason for the early time. Now that I know I'll have to get up by 6:30 at the latest,  I am either enraged or annoyed: I can't figure out which.  I can't imagine I would have selected such an early time, and if I did, I hate myself for it.  More likely, I was told that hour  was the only time the machine was available for the procedure they want to do.  If that's the case then my rage is aimed in their direction.  How dare they impose their timeline on me when I am the patient.  Why does a machine's schedule dictate mine, I wonder.  Am I not more important than a machine?  Wait, wait, don't tell me.  I already know that answer.  Whatever, from now on, no more early appointments for me.  Emergency care is different of course, but other visits are going to be on my timetable.  I'll show 'em.