Maybe a 1. There are some things that make me very angry, but I tend to turn my anger inward and give myself a stomach ache. I’ve never been in a fight and would be more likely to run away and hide and call the police. I’m small too, so I could never win in a fight, but the idea of striking anyone seems completely counter-productive to me.
Although there is a boss that I used to have, in which I have thought many times over the years, that If I saw him get run over by a car, I would not care and I would not try to prevent it from happening. Most of my co-workers are in agreement and one even went so far as to say that he would actually run this guy down himself, if he ever saw him again, and make sure that there was nothing left but a grease spot. I had to applaud that.
I’m pretty patient too and don’t mind listening to friends, aquaintences and total strangers prattle on endlessly. I just throw in a couple of mmm-hmms and oh’s every now and then. I enjoy good (even long winded) conversations, but I don’t like confrontational angry conversations and I don’t like being around mean or angry people.
Hearing people yell at me or their kids or their pets or their spouses or at customer service people makes me sick.
I don’t like getting bad service, but I’m one of the few people that will stand in a line endlessly, wait and wait and wait for someone to wait on me, and put up with snotty and snippy behavior from sales people, waiters and customer service people on the phone. I don’t like it, but yelling or screaming has never made it any better, or faster or more pleasant. If someone has been exceptionally egregious, I might take it up with their supervisor in a letter or a phone call.
And I’m one of the few people that I know that doesn’t mind sitting in grid-locked traffic situations. I love listening to the radio, so I just do that instead of venting and going into road rage. It’s just not worth it. I used to have a job that was 50 miles, one way from my house. I was often in traffic, one way, for 2 or more hours. You either get used to it, or you get a gun. I discovered a cooking show on the radio! Yea for me!