Losing My Religion at the Airport

Where do you find yourself losing your religion? The airport is where I turn into a crazy woman. Or what about the "12 items or less" checkout lane at the grocery store? Need I say more?!?

I realized that I was handing over my peace of mind to other people - people I have no control over. I was being easily annoyed by others actions, causing me to not be an ambassador for Jesus.

How do you instead CHOOSE to show grace?