It’s annoying. It is. But people are annoying. The world is annoying. The only thing you control is you. So: do you really want to spend so much of your time being so intensely put out by the fact that someone else is an imperfect human? Is your approach really serving you so well?

Could you find it in yourself to have compassion for this counsellor who can’t find a comfortable room or chair and probably doesn’t get much time between clients? It’s not that they’re entitled to your compassion, it’s that it would likely be helpful, maybe even therapeutic, for you to develop the reflex of being more generous in attributing motives and explanations for other people’s relatively benign behaviours. Like every time you feel slighted, you could see if there’s another way to look at the situation, one that is kind to everyone involved.