I've always thought that I'm a super, super impatient person. But, no, I'm finding that it's really just some people and situations that I have no patience for.
My mother and sister for example. They can get me just like that. It just takes a word or comment from either of them that sets me off. I kind of felt like that makes me a jerk with little tolerance for them but I think I realized something today. Family is like that. My mom talks about how by the time she moved out she hated her mom. Even to this day she can't handle some of the things her mom does, it'll set her off. Which is exactly how it is for she and I. I hated her by the time I moved out and she still drives me absolutely insane every day. So, maybe it's a mother-daughter thing. Maybe since we're forced to spend eighteen+ years of our lives in such close proximity with these people that our nerves become adjusted to them. We learn to press each others buttons. We learn to become impatient. *shrug* maybe.

Or maybe I'm just an intolerant little jack-hole.