analysis

one thing i've learned about myself is that i have a very loose trigger. the smallest things annoy me to no end. there's no slope...just a dropoff into a pit of righteous anger. does this make me intolerant? probably. i hate waiting. i hate incompetence. in my view, if a service constantly has lines, then they need to hire more employees or something. figure it out, it's your livelihood. the other day, i asked for 3 towels and a roll of tp from room service. it took them three trips and three more phone calls to get it right. i hate people who walk slowly...even if i'm not in any particular hurry. i hate people who stand on the wrong side of the escalator. i feel very ashamed when i accidentally stand on the wrong side of the escalator.

can i blame this short temperedness on my passport? has america's service standards spoiled me rotten (i never thought i'd say that a couple of months ago)? or has the internet embedded a need for instant gratification? (alright, that sounds pretty sketch, but seriously, multitasking has made it virtually unnecessary to wait for anything. you just click over to the next window/tab and do something else for a while...so if i'm in a line, waiting for a single process to complete, i get really really annoyed) maybe i need to find my zen, but it feels pretty good to be angry...and for the most part, i contain it pretty well (imo). the only concern is whether i'll die in ten years of a heart attack. and i dont' really want wrinkles either.