I never thought of myself as one of those impatient people. But I have recently discovered that I am, I really am.
Let's start at the beginning of this realization. I hate my job. I'm currently working a thankless temp job that pays not very much doing very remedial work. I'll tell you what I do. I open envelopes... for 8 hours a day. I think it might be the worst job ever.
OK. So I hate my job, that means I try to spend as little time there as possible. This also means that I do my best to show up at 7:59 AM. I don't want to be there early. I want to be there with exactly enough time to take my coat off, put my bag down, and clock in at 8:00 sharp. I also want to leave at exactly 4:30. Now my intense desire to not want to show up early means that even if I arrive downtown 15 minutes early, I refuse to get to my job location until 7:59. So I wander around the skyways of downtown Minneapolis in the fleeting moments before the start of my terribly boring day at work. At about 7:54 I say to myself, "Self, you had better head over to work now." And so I do. From the skyway, I have to take two escalators to get to my floor. And I have noticed with increased frustration that other people just stop when they get on the escalator. Tell me, who are these people that just lallygag around on escalators at 7:55 on a weekday morning? I think it's a reasonable assumption that if they are downtown at 7:55 in the morning, it's pretty likely that they're on their way to be to work at 8:00.
Just because you're still moving if you stop on the escalator doesn't mean you HAVE to stop. In fact, I see this as the perfect opportunity to continue walking down. Just think, you could reach the bottom in more than half the time it takes to stand there or almost half the time if you were walking down plain old stairs! I say, "Take advantage of this technology!"
If I didn't have to anticipate having to wait behind these people who just stand on escalators, I could wait until 7:56 before I had to head down to work!
This also applies to 15 minute breaks, half hour lunches, and me trying to get out of downtown after work as quickly as possible.
I mean, come on people! If you HAVE to stand, at least move over so impatient people who are constantly in a hurry for fear of being late can keep going.
I do however, make acceptions for old people and people with small childlren.
He had arranged for this to be delivered to me before he even left! And he even put into consideration the fact that I hate roses and I love orange! I really did luck out with this fella.
