  There are two things that frustrate the crap out of me: waiting too long for stoplights and waiting too long for people to get assignments back to me. The stoplight issue has been life-long. Evidently my parents broke a lot of minor traffic laws when I was a child in an effort to avoid the squeals of frustration that would come out of my mouth whenever we’d stop for too long. I’m not sure exactly how long is too long at a stoplight, I’ve never timed myself before my feet start tapping and I start grousing about the light just sitting there, all stupid and red, mocking me. As far as waiting too long for people to get assignments to me … well, it’s been developing over years.
Call me nutty, but I think that six hours is plenty of time to get six tab pages proofed and returned. An hour a page, that’s all. Yeah, I would have liked to have the proofs back earlier … but after reminding people that I, too, have work to do I got my proofs. It only took 15 minutes. Maybe it’s the nature of the business that I’m in. The paper carrier who drops the newspaper on the driveway of the guy who works in the bank is probably the last hand in the process of creating my particular item for consumption.
But before the carrier delivers the paper everyone in this building (and some out of it) depends on someone before him to get his particular step in the process out of the way. It’s one long chain and I’ve got a weak link. I know I’m impatient. I’m not irritating about it. I don’t take my impatience out on other people; I just simmer a bit. The thing is, I sort of understand why people sit on tasks.
I was a bad student during my student days, procrastinating to the point I thought that maybe teachers would forget that they gave me a homework assignment. Yeah, I was quite the silly git — still am in some ways. But now, I just get it done. Get it done, have it done, be done with it. It’s so much better this way. Now, how can I get some more disciples to the Church of Get It Done? Weak links are making me cranky. 
