Slow Humans

Slow people. I hate slow people.  I think a lot of it has to do with the patience thing. I have none. I can’t really remember a time when I did have patience.  I don’t know if it has to do with growing up in New York or if its because I spent most of my childhood waiting for my dad to be ready to go when I was excited to get somewhere or something else entirely.  Who knows what really influences us the most in that respect. 

This morning I got stuck walking behind two really slow people. They weren’t slow enough to merit an excuse me without me seeming like a psycho: I had nowhere I needed to be any time in the near future; I just hate walking slow!  It’s funny. I’ve always walked pretty fast, but it seems like to people in Florida I walk at warp speed.  At home, my friends tell me I’ve slowed down; I can’t win!

A person I know has a theory about the speed at which people walk correlates to the speed at which they work.  Something to think about. With the exception of one person (for now) this works for the people I know.  Think about it.  Kind of crazy right?  Just something to think about…

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