In what area of life do you find yourself most often wrestling with impatience?
Fresh on the heels of yet another example of irrationally losing my patience with a driver, I'm thinking it may be high time to let go more when behind the wheel. One of the late George Carlin's best bits riffed on this human foible when he asked how it could be so many of us characterize other drivers as either a "MANIAC!" (e.g. driving too fast, switching lanes furiously, running yellow lights) or... an "IDIOT!" (e.g. driving too slow, switching lanes without blinker, stopping for yellow lights). Ah yes, perspective.
Also, since the sorest spot in my 36 year marriage is when my wife and I are in the car together, there's another reason to begin flexing those Buddhist muscles. More serenity, less impatience - has to make our joint driving time more pleasant, right?
And, if you're one of those saints who doesn't lose your patience with others (driving or otherwise), lest you think you've escaped, here's your question: In what way do you test the patience of others? I'll accept comments from someone who claims to not lose their patience and also not test the patience of others only if that person provides visual proof of walking on water. Otherwise, own up, OK?
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Ask why I irritate thee
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There is no rhyme or reason
Beyond this simple truth
That if I can annoy thee
I'll do my best for sure
It pleases me to see just how much
Stress thee can endure
Call me a spry spirit
A prankster or a thief
T'will not affect my sadomasochistic
Dark belief
We cannot be our glowing best
Never shine our brightest
Till when the noose falls bout the neck
And pulls its very tightest
Be then not a hypocrite
Turn not the other cheek
Vivaldi turned the seasons four
For kings and not the meek
Demolitions derbies
Chaotic human clashes
Drones are coming to far towns
To cook their blood to ashes
Repent then not of roadly rage
Third fingers raised so crude
Consolation for the driving fiend
The automotive dude
Be thankful that thou livest not
Near rockets, bombs, and missiles
And that thine blog elicits forth
Such worldly wise epistles
Anonymous; Me thinks it high time to say (with nary a winking eye), the pith thou dost here display, oft renders mine stale and dry.
ReplyDeleteFrom time to time I certainly have tested the patience of others. More often than not it's because I've lost patience with myself.
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