When we first moved to this area and we wanted to meet the community ( we do not go to church) I signed up for a local Audubon class. It met at the local community college about 20 minutes from the house in the evenings. When my husband and I arrived the large classroom was empty except for one gray little man, the teacher. We waited 5 or 10 minutes and then a younger, slightly attractive woman with an air of determination whisked in and sat next to us.
With only three students the man began to discuss local birds of the area and provided some information on being able to recognize similar but different species. It was an interesting, if not exciting, class.
We met again the next week and the woman did not show. Was she impatient at the pace of the class? Was she disappointed that more people of the opposite sex closer to her age were not in attendance? She clearly did not have the perseverance needed.
I continued to attend the 6 or so classes and am not really sure if it was due to my patience in expecting to learn something or perhaps my sensitivity to the poor man trying hard to create some community among local bird people. The thought of him showing up to an empty classroom was harsh.
But back to patience. In the event above, perhaps it was perseverance which is another word for patience.
I have been married for OVER 50 years. Is that due to endurance, grit, self-control, and leniency, which are all synonyms for patience? Or is it due to imperturbability, passiveness, or moxie...also listed as synonyms for patience?
Love, caring, and responsibility are not listed there.
I have just spent two hours making reservations at two hotels and also making reservations for two separate tours as we head up to Pittsburgh and then on to Detroit. It is EXTREMELY rare these days to talk to anyone when doing this. It is all done by computers or "bots." For this, I have NO patience.
After hours passed, I got a follow-up text from someone who texted "This is AYS with a question." I was tired and mad and apologetically admit that I typed back "Who in the hell is AYS?" This was followed by me texting "Ooops!" The message that came back was "I'm sorry. I'm a bot and I'm still learning. Ask your questions and then navigate by selecting the buttons presented."
A bot that uses contractions and can sense when you are mad via text. I am not ready for this new world. Thinking about traveling less.