Patience is a virtue. Good things come to those who wait, and bad things can come to those who do not.
Honestly though, who likes waiting rooms? They are dull, awkward and sterile. The chairs could not possibly be more uncomfortable, and don't get me started on the stuffy business attire one always ends up wearing to meetings and appointments. It seems like your watch just keeps ticking more and more slowly, and no matter how often you look at it, it's still the same damn time.
I may know better, but... Can you blame me for acting rashly when bored to tears?