This is a bit of a rant. Maybe its my mood. Maybe I'll want to delete this later. But it is true, and it is something that gets on my nerves.
Today I met my friend for lunch. I was right on time, because I nearly always am. He was THERE already! I realized this shocked me because most people I have experienced tend to show up late. There are a few people in particular that are so predictably late that I try to make myself late just to avoid feeling annoyed. However, I am puntual to a fault and so I struggle with this little plan of mine. So instead, I'll sometimes bring a magazine, my journal, or just a preparedness for people-watching or day-dreaming. I could just enjoy the extra time, but instead, I'll admit it, I get a little anxious.
Why do I let it get to me? I think because I take it personally. I feel like people who are notorously late think they're more important than the other guy. (The other guy in these cases are ME) I'm probably wrong in this assumption of mine. God, I hope I am or I'm friends with some cocky bastards!
Anyway, just by showing up on time today, my friend communicated that I was important to him and that our time together is valuable. Or maybe I'm just taking it too personally!
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