I was excited at getting home earlier, relaxing and finally ending a long day of travel. I was “lucky” enough to get moved to a flight that was due to leave Wellington an hour earlier than my original flight. I was homeward bound.
As I waited for my boarding call I noticed the “early” flight was delayed.
Then delayed again. And again.
We board, wait for missing passengers and finally we taxi out, then accelerate down the runway. As we get airborne I glance out the window to see my original flight taxiing out. “So much for earlier” I thought. And being the competitive person I am, checked the relative speed of the two aircraft and determined I would still be in 5 minutes earlier.
Not so. The weather started to turn and our pilots weaved around a lightning storm. My “early” flight finally landed 25 minutes AFTER my original flight, which somehow managed to fly directly to Hamilton.
Talk about frustrating.
I got home frustrated, tired and late. Maybe even a little bit grumpy.
The next morning I was following this truck. “Impatience leads to frustration” it inaudibly shouts. I guess it can be easy to be impatient behind a slow truck. The more impatient we become, the more frustrated we become.
Impatience leads to frustration.
Impatience on delayed flights.
Impatience while waiting our turn.
Impatience with your computer, or kids, or wife, or staff.
Impatience then frustration. And frustration causes us to forget just how lucky we are.
Like my trip from Hamilton to Christchurch to Wellington to Hamilton in a day. It’s incredible I can do all that in a day. And I get frustrated because I arrived home 25 minutes late.
I was impatient, then frustrated, for no good reason.