I am chronically in a hurry.
Though there are times when this can be good (getting quite a few things
done) it makes me impatient. I can’t
stand lines. I don’t care for public
transportation. And if someone gets in
front of me that is walking (or driving) slow, I have to constantly overcome
the urge to shove them out of the way.
But every once in a while I find myself asking “what the
hell is the hurry?”
The fact is, that person in front of me might need
help. They might be struggling with something. And my breathing down their neck is not
helping their challenge. Interestingly enough,
it’s not helping me either.
So when you find yourself in the position of trying to “beat
the clock” with that slowpoke in front of you…take a breath. Look around.
Be patient. Unless
it’s really life and death, it can wait a few more minutes.
P.S. On the other hand, if you are going slow in the left lane, you are just being rude. :)
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