I am patient most of th etime. I really get annoyed though when people make a habit of not being punctual.

It doesn't pay to be inpatient.. you only upset yourself and make yourself look foolish to be inpatient in this world.. I look at situtation where I must wait as "lessons in patience" and observe my surrounds or think of a poem in my mind.. However.. after a long period of paitence with some people.. I reach a saturation level then, I am DONE!

My poor wife is torn. Like you, she doesn't want to sit through a bunch of previews. Unlike you, she likes particular seats and doesn't want to arrive after they're taken.

I dunno. My modus operandi is to routinely carry a book (before Kindle) and now a tablet with a Kindle app. I also used to have a bottle of water in the car, and some healthy snack like chopped fruit and nuts, so I could snack, drink, and read if stuck in traffic, or waiting for an appointment.

I'm patient with people I know, and people who I know mean no harm. I have a short fuse for the rest.

Exceedingly. I can't not think, "What if that were me? How would I want others to regard and treat me if the shoe were on the other foot?". It's automatic.

But I'm very regimented about it. Shit on me once, that one's for free; we all make mistakes. Shit on me twice, words will be had: clear, simple, and direct. Shit on me thrice, you're history.

People say I am extremely patient, but the voice in my head says otherwise, I guess the high level of frustration doesn't show.

You are okay. Dont see anything wrong and spouses opinion is often not factual.

I'm very patient with some things like my art and completely the opposite if someone says they will be around my house to pick me up at a certain time even before the said time.

The only place was impatient was in traffic, now I'm happy with "We'll get there when we get there." Maybe it is what happens when you are over 70.

No..I'm not patient. I'm told by my wife that I'm not normal too. I bring back the whopper if it don't look like the picture on the wall... that makes my wife mad. I tell kroger's that my pieces of chicken are to small and to change them out. My wife walks away from me. I want what's on the picture or I'm going to get a little louder. Just give me what I'm paying for and I want make a scene...lol.