I have no desire to catch any worms. That’s my excuse for not being an early bird as more often than not, for most things in life, I am tardy for the party.
I have a confession to make, though – I absolutely hate being late for anything … and I can’t abide being kept waiting myself.
But somehow, no matter how hard I try and however organised I try to be, I almost always end up being last minute or late.
Happily, I have discovered that far from being a character flaw, being late is actually a sign of a good quality – being an eternal optimist.
Us latecomers aren’t hopeless, we’re hopeful.
We believe we can fit an unrealistic number of tasks into a limited amount of time and thrive on multi-tasking.
But chances are, we run out of time and are always dashing out of the door while frantically trying to fit one more job in.
The end result makes us look like we are terrible at estimating time when we are actually fundamentally full of hope that we’ll get it all done … even if it does make us a few minutes late.
Even better, the research states that us laties are big thinkers as, instead of focusing on the small stuff, we concentrate on the bigger picture and “see the future as full of infinite possibilities.”
I have never felt so proud to be a perpetually late person.
This logic makes absolute sense to me as I’ve always been a glass half full rather than empty type of person. In fact, truth be known, I’m usually happier when my glass is full.
And even though I like to have plenty crammed into my life and have a general idea of what I want to do each day and live by deadlines, I am a great believer that life wasn’t meant to be planned down to every last detail and we need to have time to stop and smell the roses. I certainly don’t live by the motto some people hold of: “Five minutes early is on time. On time is late. Late is unacceptable.”
As long suffering Hubby knows almost from our second date, I’m never ready on time. (I pulled all the stops out on the first date to make a good impression!)
There are situations when I do feel being late is not on. Such as when your lateness has a negative impact on other people.
Being needlessly and thoughtlessly late so it has an adverse effect on someone else is disrespectful and inconsiderate,
Being impatient, I certainly don’t like to be kept waiting myself. Particularly by people like engineers coming to fix your broadband, furniture delivery people and taxi drivers who are always: “Five minutes away” when you call them to find out why they still aren’t there an hour after the allotted time.
And there are definitely situations when time is money.
Modern technology has made it far too easy and acceptable for people to turn up late or delay arrangements as it only takes a few seconds to tap out a text saying: “Sorry – running late. Be there in 15 minutes.” Or “Stuck in traffic. See you when I can.”
Gone are the days when so few people had a mobile phone that when people made plans to meet, everyone had to stick to it.
I recently found out that apparently earlier this month – on September 5 to be precise – it was “Be Late For Something Day.”
The day advocates that “Modern living and society puts incredible pressure on people to meet challenging deadlines, observe rules and regulations and to regulate our lives by tight schedules.”
So for one day, people are urged to stop for a little bit and see what happens.
Be Late For Something Day encourages you to take a step back from your schedule and be intentionally late for something and remember that things can go on without you.
Sounds great. But not too different from everyday life for me.
Maybe I should attempt the reverse and try to be on time for something?
Or why break the habit of a lifetime. I could always celebrate Be Late For Something Day … LATE.
That’s all for this week folks.
The nice man who lays out and designs this column is patiently waiting for me to finish writing it.
Mustn’t keep him waiting.