So...

I thought I was a pretty patient person. I have not always been as patient as I am now, and by some people's standards I'm sure I'm not patient at all. But I'm learning. I can quietly listen to customers rant on the phone for a half hour or more without breaking a sweat or making a peep. If needed, I'll wait in a 20 cart line at the grocery store. I take the bus, which is probably less than half as fast as driving myself. Sometimes the bus is late. I deal. It doesn't phase me when my professor is 15 minutes late to lecture. After working in a daycare it takes a LOOOOT for me to lose patience with a child, because I had to learn how to take care of 10 three-year-olds at a time. But every now and then, I find out that there are certain things that cause a substantial flair of impatience in me. And sometimes, that flair is huge. That is all.