Drinking
Me: Guinness, please. What are you having, Jen?

Jen: Hmmm...

[pint finished]

Jen: Gin and tonic.

Me: Another pint, and a Gin and tonic, please.

And that was a genuine 17 minute gap before she decided what she wanted to drink.
(meat2veg hello!, Sat 2 Jan 2010, 11:11, 5 replies)

I agree
Or, when they do decide, it's a half so they finish faster than I do. That puts me under pressure to finish mine so I can get my next drink at the same time.
( sandettie light vessel automatic New Twitter - @bollocksreally, Sat 2 Jan 2010, 11:25, closed)

I live this every day.
My wife runs a nursing home with over 120 employees and can manage to know everything about everything there. She has taken the place from ready to shut down when she took over, to now having a waiting list and winning awards for how much like a home it is for the residents.

At home however, she can spend 10 minutes deciding whether or not to put butter or margerine on her toast and deciding which restaurant she wants to go to can take an hour (if there are only a couople to choose from).
(MichaelS wasn't picked again, Sat 2 Jan 2010, 14:49, closed)

That almost sounds like a medical condition
But, if you want your partner to hurry up make their mind up, limit their options. It might sound a bit harsh, but given a choice of 2 or 3 options, the selection time is obviously quicker, but also they're more satisfied with their choice rather than if they've had to pick from 15 - 20 options.
( sandettie light vessel automatic New Twitter - @bollocksreally, Sat 2 Jan 2010, 18:09, closed)

In our house it goes like this:
I arrive home from work:

Me: Hello Mrs Finch, how was your day? I feel like cooking a meal and so I'm just off to the shops. What would you like to eat?

Mrs: I don't know really.

Me: Ok, how about Meal A?

Mrs: Nah, don't fancy that.

Me: Fair enough, what about Meal B?

Mrs: No thanks, we had that last week.

Me: Do you feel like Meal C?

Mrs: No.

...etc...

Me: Well what do you fancy to eat? I'm just making a shopping list and then I'll be back to cook it.

Mrs: I don't know.

Me: (slams head in freezer door) FFS!!
( TheFinch is getting to grips with the complex plane on, Sun 3 Jan 2010, 13:12, closed)

This^^
made me laugh loads. These ladies are just like my son. He couldn't make his mind up at gunpoint, if his life depended on it..
(Beer Elf Thought this was like a campfire, anyhow, on, Sun 3 Jan 2010, 17:17, closed)