I've been told I'm very patient by most people. Except my husband who often says I'm impatient. This really only applies to one thing that I can think of, though. That is waiting. I don't like it.
I don't like being early for things. (Of course certain things like work requires it, but leisurely things).
For instance, I purposely arrive late to movies, because I don't want to watch 20 minutes of previews. Not super late, but I get there at about the showtime.
Not since I escaped! mwueeheeeheee!
I'm not that patient. I'm too easily distracted.
more so with non-human fellow beings. just caught myself recently, pacing in my gp's waiting room - yeah, as a patient, haha!
Extremely patient. Except on the rare occasion when I'm not. Hit one of my triggers and I will snap. I don't like to be manipulated.
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!
I think I'm patient but I get pissed off at things that just don't seem normal to me. Today I was getting an oil change and they lost my keys. How ignorant. That's something right out of a movie.
Then I'm getting chicken tenders and wedge fries and the woman gives me a tiny bit of fries. Very small ones. I called her on it and told her I wanted the big ones. She says they won't fit the plate. That was when I told her they were there to be sold so she must have to remove the lid for the big fries to fit, huh? How stupid. I got my fries.
The funny thing is that I just talk in a normal voice but these strange things happen to me all the time. Often people act confused and seem like they are just going to cry. I don't get it.
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.
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.