For example: Are you desperately, darkly wishing I'll hang up before your manager is available to take my call? If so, you've never, ever, ever met anyone more patient. My house could be on fire and I'd have years available to my patient wait for that transfer. Years. That situation is going to be settled (in my favor) even if another ice age has to happen first. And if you terminate that call... I'll call back and be willing to hold twice as long. With a smile.
But, on the contrary, if you are selling brand new shiney, hand dyed, one of a kind yarn, you damn well better figure out either teleportation or time travel because I want it yesterday. Now is too slow.
Why is this? Both situations have a satisfying end. Both ultimately take time (at least for now, I am working on tele-yarn-portation).
I think the answer lies in potential. Those frustrating opportunes to exercise patience have a distinct end. Those opportunes where I find myself frustrated in having to be patient are actually launchpads to new activities. See what I mean:
- In waiting rooms for a doctor visit
- Waiting for movies to release in desired formats
- Waiting for an oil change or maintenance at the garage
- Waiting for a knitting pattern to release
- Waiting for shipments involving yarn, books, cooking ingredients and gifts for others
- Waiting for dye to take up, or yarn to dry
These things are all beginnings or parts of a bigger, more fulfilling process.
What about you? Does your patience, or lack there of, have a pattern?