If it's War and Peace in the waiting room you're going to be there a long time. If it's Kafka, you're only going to be there a short time before a guy dressed in a clown suit will come out of the back and knock you over the head with a silver statue of a wombat.
When you wake up, you will be in a prison cell, scheduled for execution for murdering the president of Bolivia by putting a poisoned piece of candy in his trick-or-treat basket. When you argue with the warden that you should not be executed, he will smile and agree that the paperwork they have been getting lately has been utter nonsense spit out by a machine that nobody knows any more how it runs or how to fix it, yet no one has the authority to question the paperwork and that you most assuredly are innocent.
Nevertheless, he intends to execute you just the same because aren't we all guilty of something in some way? Why else would we carry a death sentence from the moment of our birth unless God has already judged us all and found all guilty? Would it make sense that we are born and we die for no purpose, with no meaning to our existence? And just because his orders to execute you are wrong, wouldn't it also be wrong of him to disobey the order to execute you? Wouldn't his following his orders, however absurd, create more order in the universe and his refusal to follow his order create more chaos? And since we are all going to die some day anyway, what difference does it really make whether you die this day or that, in this way or that? A thousand years from now, nobody will know or care that you existed or how or why you died.
In the end, you will accept that the warden is right and you will no longer question your execution but resignedly accept your fate. The repair shop, however, will still insist that you pay your bill before your execution and will sue to stop your execution before you have paid your bill.
Your dilemma will be whether to support the suit since they really did a sub-par job on the repairs and don't deserve to be paid full price despite the fact that your life will be spared or to oppose the suit on the grounds that your execution will bring some closure to the whole absurdity of the situation.
Have some black bread and tea while you ponder this.