I'm impatient with myself. If I can't get something open, or fumble around, or get lost I flip out at myself. I am highly efficient...I speed, I work fast, etc.
In lines, I'm usually fairly patient as long as nothing fucking stupid is going on. If a place is busy, and everyone is doing their best at moving things along, you'll never see me complain. If someone is dicking around or customers are impeding the flow, I will get huffy to myself.
This weekend, I was in a line at Kohls and we waited about 5 minutes each. About 7 people in line, two cashiers. NOT the end of the world. Some twat behind me kept hovering close, bitching in my ear "OMG! OMG! THEY NEED MORE CASHIERS! Someone open jewelry! I just... OMG!" she stomped around huffing and puffing.
About a minute later, the jewelry lady opened and I was next. The bitch slapped me in the shoulder like "GO!! OMG! GO!! NOW! YOU'RE NEXT!" I wanted to just beat the shit out of her.
Do not touch me. Please relax, it's just a small wait at Kohls. You'll live.