This thread is inspired by comments by @trader1 and @Bricktop in another thread about patience.
Waiting on line for cold cuts. One of the biggest wastes of time in life. Especially when you're four or five people from the top and some fat ass Karen is not only ordering two pounds of about six or seven items but she has to taste every one of them and or give a piece to the fat little kids she has in tow. That and watching the loser who hates his minimum paying job walk back and forth, wrapping and unwrapping each meat or cheese.
Luckily I don't eat cold cuts too often any more and most places have presliced ready to go.
Any type of drive thru, bank, fast food.
Besides wasting gas (even before the current crisis I didn't like it), I won't do it unless it's the only option.
I mean come on, park the car, get off your ass and walk into the place.
Carwash, I'm glad I'm not one of these people obsessed with having a shiny car all the time.
But those times when you need to get the salt off after snow storm is torture for me.
Waiting on line for cold cuts. One of the biggest wastes of time in life. Especially when you're four or five people from the top and some fat ass Karen is not only ordering two pounds of about six or seven items but she has to taste every one of them and or give a piece to the fat little kids she has in tow. That and watching the loser who hates his minimum paying job walk back and forth, wrapping and unwrapping each meat or cheese.
Luckily I don't eat cold cuts too often any more and most places have presliced ready to go.
Any type of drive thru, bank, fast food.
Besides wasting gas (even before the current crisis I didn't like it), I won't do it unless it's the only option.
I mean come on, park the car, get off your ass and walk into the place.
Carwash, I'm glad I'm not one of these people obsessed with having a shiny car all the time.
But those times when you need to get the salt off after snow storm is torture for me.