Waiting in long lines kills you a little bit inside.
Um yes, and it's not so much that time has stalled, and I'm not able to get things done. It's usually the mere incompetence of everyone running said line or the idiots using said line. I'll give you the Airport security line as a for instance. We all freaking know (or if you don't know, it's announced overhead about 1,000,000 times while you wait) that your laptop has to be out of the case and in its own bin. So why? Why? Why? Every freaking time is there someone with it, not only in the case, but also under their coats, shoes, wallet and everything else. That's if they even relieved that had to take their coat off. Don't get me started.
Also when I'm standing in line I'm pretty sure I've thought of 1000 ways for this operation to run more smoothly.
You've been described as a perfectionist, overachiever, workaholic or all of the above.
I'm not a workaholic that's for sure, but a perfectionist and an overachiever, sure. I don't understand not wanting to be perfect and not wanting to achieve to your maximum ability. I've never understood a half assed approach. Even now, sitting her, I'm shaking my head wondering how people give anything but their best. Doesn't make sense.
You bite your nails or grind your teeth.
I don't bit my nails nor grind my teeth, but I do clench my teeth at night. Am I dreaming of standing in line at the airport?
You have a serious phobia of wasting time.
I do things right and I do it well and thoroughly. Again, what's the point in not being hard working? It probably takes more effort to look like you're busy than to just be busy.
You've always been a bit of a catastrophist
Although I do my fair share of relaxing, I don't necessarily do it guilt free. If I'm sitting around relaxing, I also generally thinking of the 9,000,000 other things I should be doing.
You have a low tolerance for incompetence.
I can't even tell you how much this sentence relates to me. It shouldn't say a low tolerance, but a NO tolerance for incompetence. The inefficiency by which most people run their lives almost makes me break out in hives. Again, I'm constantly reasoning how something can be done better or more efficiently. I'm all for quarantining incompetent people to their own world. Who then would answer the phone when I call to make an appointment or go through the drive thru?
At work, everything is urgent.
Yes! That's the bottom line. I make things happen. Beyond what my body has limited me to, my mind can make anything happen. If I set my mind to something, it WILL happen.
So which are you? Are you Type A or are you laid back? Do those non Type-A people, do the Type As drive you crazy?