My son is the same way and I certainly did not raise him that way. He picked that up from his late wife. Never on time for anything. I try to stress that people's time is precious and should be respected. To no avail, alas.
I'm exactly like that too. I never keep anyone waiting, always early for an appointment. and I expect people to be on time for an appointment with me
I was taught 'time' is the only thing you can't replace. It's possibly the most valuable thing we all own.
When you've jumped through all the hoops of married life, retirement locks you together 24/7. The glowing embers of your sex life is fading and a new game of mutual irritability begins. Neither of you admit to being wrong. Winning points are savoured like a lottery win. Knocking neighbours takes the ire out of your personal life but both of you are sweetness and light when meeting them. all your unappreciative children drive you to distraction but if anybody else criticises them they are treated to deep freeze rejection. In public you are inwardly sick when sitting beside a stale incontinent, or a twenty stoner who squeezes you against the bus widow. You say nothing. To overcome all adversity kiss before going to sleep.
In the past, I was less patient with myself than I am now but on the opposing side, myself is less patient with me whilst waiting in line at the men’s restroom.
I love this, Jim. Fortunately, my husband and I are still pretty active and he runs the roads, checking on his mother and taking on projects (i.e., outta my hair). Whoever said "familiarity breeds contempt" was probably half of an elderly couple.
In earlier times, I couldn't wait to open a package that just arrived...now I sometimes don't open it 'till the next day! Hal
Our first date, I was ready on time and he was late. Twenty minutes past the agreed upon time, so I got my purse, got in my car and left. Found some friends at a club and had a fun evening. This was before cell phones (1986). People who are perpetually late are communicating that their time is more important than mine. (I don't think so.) He was never late again.
Depends on the situation itself. My husband says I'm inpatient on many things. He does have more patience than me I will say that.
I had it drummed into me from childhood by my dad that other people's time was as precious as yours and you had best respect that always. So, of course, I did not countenance tardiness. When I got older, a fellow I was dating was always late. This irked me no end and I decided to teach him a lesson. I would make a date with 3 different fellows and the first one who showed up was the one I went out with. It took one or two times to get the message across, but it worked like a charm. Now, if I could just get it through my son's head. His late wife used to complain about this to me all the time.