I have zero patience. My attention span could fit on the head of a pin. At times, this can be a bit of a drawback (work and parenting come to mind). For the most part, though, my devotion to instant gratification is easily accommodated. Fast food, direct deposit, alcohol, the internets - all work in my favor. But unfortunately, nobody sent menfolk the memo. First it was Train Boyfriend; now it's this. Listen, dude. You like me. That's wonderful. I like you also. But if it takes you FOUR FRIGGING MONTHS to get around to asking me out, and then you kind of half-ass it, this does not bode well. I mean, the polar ice caps will have melted by the time we get around to the actual kissing part, and really, who has that kind of time. I guess what I'm saying is, two months ago? Yes. Two weeks ago? Maybe. Right now? Not so much. You're pretty but I'm already bored.