Why+does+waiting+turn+people+into+monsters

We have been plagued with many questions, some of which can be answered simply, some with complicated explanations, but some are given up to a multitude of interpretations. It is with this thought that I ask the question: why does waiting turn people into monsters? What drives a perfectly good mood in to a sincerely horrible temperament at the mere thought of waiting five minutes in a line, or five seconds for a computer screen to load? Why is it that some people’s teeth clench when some little old lady in front of them in the checkout line digs around for 99 cents in correct change? Why is it that that people feel then to take out their anger, at their hatred of waiting, on those around them, even if they have nowhere else to be? In response to this unanswered question I propose this solution as the reasoning being related to the instantaneous ideal of the progressive American. In this day in age we are now at a point when we can get everything in seconds. The idea of waiting for any length of time for anything drives some people nuts. Could this be due to the fact of the mentality drilled into American’s heads as we learn that things must come faster and faster, or is it something else? This seems to be the most reasonable answer to the question on waiting. I am sure everyone has experienced the anxious, jumpy feeling, when you have to be somewhere and the people and the things around us seems to be moving in slow motion. It is frustrating to be late, it can also be hazardous to a job, or mean more money to a sitter, or just a schedule that is now an hour or two behind, but why does this give people the justification to be rude to others around them? While it a bit unsatisfying to be late and have others arrive late, is it really that much of a hindrance to someone to wake up an extra five minutes in the morning to leave rather than honking at people as a red light had //just// turned green, then proceeding to cut them off and speeding around them, leaving them with a lovely view of their middle finger. How can some number, on a mass manufactured piece of plastic or metal determine what kind of mood we should be in based on its position or numerical reading? While I am not saying that time itself it not important and its implications are not relevant to someone’s day, I find myself asking that on days when the clock does not matter as much as others, why people become horrible, mouth-foaming, self-centered jerks. On a normal day off there are still things to be done, errands to run or just places you would rather be. Is being driven by an instantaneous gratification the reason why people are constantly becoming individuals whom lack the patience to wait and if not what possible reasoning can Americans have for being so hurried all the time. From this question I must also ask if there will have a negative impact on the future generations and if we are now training our children to be impatient with things beyond our control? This idea of time has seemed to progressively become more and more important, and people believe they are wasting more and more time. As a new generation is arising it is easy to see the older generations in a comparative light. It is easy to see from older generations that patience, and the acceptance of waiting is more accepted that the newer fast devoted generations Why is there now a demanding nature placed on the all-mighty clock, forever ticking away the “wasted” time? In this instance I believe there is no true answer to this question, merely the passage of time will tell the effects as well as the implications to the hated task of waiting.