I hate wasting time.
I really really hate wasting time.
I'm the type of person that would get to the airport 5 minutes before check in closes. Or 3 minutes before last call. Or submit assignments 2 minutes before the deadline.
I hate waiting around. I hate lateness.
So imagine the boiling rage that I was in for having had to wait for a bus in the bitter London cold for over half an hour, just to get off after one stop. I could have walked it in 25 minutes. But it was too cold and dark and I was expecting the bus to come in 10 minutes because that's what the timetable said.
I hate inefficiencies. I can't wait to move to Tokyo where precision is a given standard, not a luxury.
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