People who slow down on approach to a just-turned yellow light while deciding whether to go through, thereby forcing the person behind them to, and then punch it at the last second while leaving the other person stuck at the light.
People who do every mundane task in the least efficient way possible.
Groups of people who form a wall of human obliviousness in a hallway or sidewalk and then dodle and then act shocked when someone with things to do and enemies to vanquish loudly says excuse me and sidles past.
People who slow down in the middle of moving traffic to fiddle with their phone.
People who honestly believe their fifth cousin texting them a picture of his new patio is a moral mandate to ignore everyone else at the table or make everyone in the meeting wait.
People who slam on the breaks at the last second to turn without signalling.
People who start slowing down half a friggin’ mile before turning and come to a near complete stop so that they actually have to accelerate to finish the turn.
People who forget to silence their phone in movie theaters.
I can be a very patient person for things that are worth being patient for. I have no patience for slow-pokes. In fact, my favorite superhero is Quicksilver, because he’s stuck in a world of molasses people, just like me.