The old lady in front of you is slow moving and getting confused with the ticket machine and despite your frustration you say to yourself this is a good opportunity to practice patience.
Then you get to your car and the owner of the neighbouring car is also arriving just ahead of you.
For some reason he has to tuck his girlfriend in to her passenger seat first despite her appearing well abled and he’s blocking your way to the driver seat.
But it’s ok it’ll only be a second. We’ll practice patience again.
But the driver and the girlfriend are taking an inordinately long time and there’s no turning around acknowledging your presence and apologizing.
He finally closes the door on the girlfriend and you think – happy days here we go!
Then he opens the back door on the same side, preventing you further.
And you think to yourself – ok come on now this has gone from inconsiderate to plain rude.
But patience. We’re getting great patience practice here.
He’s putting some shopping bags in the back seat and there seems to be a problem because he’s taking forever.
But finally he’s done with no recognition of you and the amount he’s hindered you.
You get into the car and drive to the car park exit. You get to the barrier and feed your ticket into the machine and the machine eats it but the gate doesn’t open.
Now it feels like the world is conspiring against you.
There comes a point where you’re sick of practicing patience and you have to go lie down to feel like a human again.
Thomas Duggan 