If you are an impatient person, you probably will not like the pace of life in Hawaii. On the mainland, if you wait in a line to ring up a purchase and the person in front of you has finished their transaction, yet stands there talking to the clerk, you might get irritated. Sigh. Shuffle the goods you're holding from one arm to the next. Narrow your eyes in disgust, glancing around to find another sales clerk.
You're in a hurry, damn it. Why don't they stop talking? How rude is this? And you play those tapes over and over in your head until you finally throw your merchandise on the counter and stomp out, muttering you'll never walk into that porn shop again.
But Hawaii is different. You can read more in my personal blog today at this link: What Happens When You Talk Story in Hawaii.