There’s nothing more panic-inducing than realizing that you’re not going to make it on time. Regardless of where I’m going, I really hate showing up after I said I’d be there. It’s awful slinking in late to lecture, or even making your friend wait while you try to obey traffic laws to pick them up on time. I, for one, always take to profusely apologizing and attempting to explain my extenuating circumstance.
And then there exists the camp of other people, who are late no matter what. I have a few friends that are so reliably late, I start getting ready when they promise to pick me up. I have a particular friend that is often hours late. Not twenty minutes, not half an hour, but two or three hours. I think most people run a little behind from time to time. But when you’re one of those people that’s constantly late, it stops being okay. I have trouble believing that your life is just that much busier than everyone else’s. What I do think is that you value your time more than other people’s.
Don’t get me wrong; I’m not trying to say that the reliably late are awful people. Some of my best friends are exactly like this. And some people really are just going through a rough patch in their life, or they have really little kids or whatever. Habitually late people are a little different.
They could have a completely free day and manage to keep you waiting. It’s rude. I could be doing something else with my time. I actually do have a life outside of waiting for someone to randomly decide to pick me up or meet me somewhere. Seriously. I have laundry to do, books to read, homework to finish, and a blog to keep up here.
Can you tell I’m writing this while I’m waiting for someone? Is that a bit too obvious? (I feel like I sound bitter. Well, more so than usual.)
I like to offer solutions at the end of my blog posts. But this a case where I’m writing this to show you that you’re not alone in your irritation at your habitually late friend, family member, or co-worker. I’m right here with you, rolling my eyes and sighing.
But what about you? Do you have reliably late friends? Or are you the reliably late friend? Regardless, go ahead and like and comment. Oh, and show the follow button some love. In the words of Lily Singh, “It’s free and it makes me happy. Why wouldn’t you want to do that?” Peace out or whatever.