Well one of them, anyway!
I am incredibly incredibly impatient.
Growing up, I would watch my parents a lot. Dad is always busy with work so he has low patience because understandably he didn’t have much time; he’d get impatient if food comes late at a restaurant, if kids make too much noise, if we take too long to get ready. Mom, on the other hand, always wants things now now now, and she’ll be very upset if you’re even a few minutes late. I remember my sister and I making fun of my parents about their patience level… and boy, did that bite me back in the butt. I have turned into them, maybe even worse. Haha.