Society’s running late
I’ve been noticing this for a while, but hadn’t really put a label on it. I can’t say for sure when it started, but I think it was in the past ten years. Society has gotten progressively later. My mother, like David was always running late, so I always made it a point to be on time for things. I find it annoying when people are late.
I’ve started noticing a general trend in that nothing ever starts on time. Of course there is the obligatory Doctor visit; they are always going to be late. But take movies for instance, they used to start precisely at the listing time. Now you are lucky if the previews start at the listing time. When we went to the concert last week same thing; it was supposed to start at 8pm, but didn’t get underway until 8:20.
I don’t know what is causing this gradual decline in punctuality, but I find it particularly annoying. Especially so since my wife is “type a” and even more concerned with being on time than I am; the difference is I like to get there on time; she likes to get there early. Now with things starting later, in order for me to enjoy the event (read: without her worrying about being late) it means I have to sit around for an extra long time. I am terse and efficient and it flies in the face of my general personality to have to endure this downtime, when I could have been using it for something worth while. So thanks mom, thanks David, I’m sure somehow you guys have contributed to this semi-global punctuality problem and condemned the rest of us to an inefficient usage of our time; all because y’all can’t keep to a schedule. It is like the media et. al. dumbing things down so that “everyone” can understand what they are talking about, only with time so that “no-one” will be late. Arghhhh!
5 responses to “Society’s running late”
Huh Hmmm.. Or.. MAYBE.. Some of us picked up on this when we were in utero and decided that if everyone else was going to be late, well why worry..
And furthermore, I think I’ve improved a great deal. MAYBE it’s just something that follows me like when we were on the way to Anderson… And for that matter.. who’s late -er Will or me? I’ve always put myself in the middle of our ‘threes’ punctuality issues..
I miss you, friend.
i remember a time when i was late to sacred heart at least by 30 minutes for an entire week.
but i have only been late to a grad school class once, and that was because i feel asleep in my office.
damn, that is a comfy chair.
so perhaps people have just invented more comfy chairs than we used to have. i mean, who ever heard of a super massage recliner in the 1920s?
Now, I don’t know whose later, Dave or me. We both have an altered sense of the passage of time. Mostly, though, people like Dave and myself are late b/c we try to do too much before we leave, and underestimate how much time it takes to get places, etc. Plus, sometimes, we’re just not watching the clock. I do know that whenever Dave and I try to do something together, it is late city. Like the time we went camping and wound up setting up our tent at 1 a.m. by car headlights with our (very patient) girlfriends making fun of us. I try not to be late, but it rarely works out that way.
Did my husband *really* write that he tries not to be late?
No, I am not the model of punctuality myself, and I love Will — no matter how late he is — but c’mon now, how many times can you try and not succeed before you just admit failure? :-)
karen says: You & Ali can always come to Calabash to accomodate yourself to the slower pace. Everyone here is late. That’s the new “on time”. See you soon?
Huh Hmmm.. Or.. MAYBE.. Some of us picked up on this when we were in utero and decided that if everyone else was going to be late, well why worry..
And furthermore, I think I’ve improved a great deal. MAYBE it’s just something that follows me like when we were on the way to Anderson… And for that matter.. who’s late -er Will or me? I’ve always put myself in the middle of our ‘threes’ punctuality issues..
I miss you, friend.
i remember a time when i was late to sacred heart at least by 30 minutes for an entire week.
but i have only been late to a grad school class once, and that was because i feel asleep in my office.
damn, that is a comfy chair.
so perhaps people have just invented more comfy chairs than we used to have. i mean, who ever heard of a super massage recliner in the 1920s?
Now, I don’t know whose later, Dave or me. We both have an altered sense of the passage of time. Mostly, though, people like Dave and myself are late b/c we try to do too much before we leave, and underestimate how much time it takes to get places, etc. Plus, sometimes, we’re just not watching the clock. I do know that whenever Dave and I try to do something together, it is late city. Like the time we went camping and wound up setting up our tent at 1 a.m. by car headlights with our (very patient) girlfriends making fun of us. I try not to be late, but it rarely works out that way.
Did my husband *really* write that he tries not to be late?
No, I am not the model of punctuality myself, and I love Will — no matter how late he is — but c’mon now, how many times can you try and not succeed before you just admit failure? :-)
You & Ali can always come to Calabash to accomodate yourself to the slower pace. Everyone here is late. That’s the new “on time”. See you soon?