Read­ers weigh in on chronic late­ness

Winnipeg Sun - - LIFE - AMY DICK­IN­SON Askamy­ @ask­ingamy

DEAR READ­ERS: I re­cently ran a ques­tion from “Prompt In-law,” who re­ported that her beloved daugh­ter-in-law was chron­i­cally late. In my an­swer, I re­flected on this com­mon an­noy­ance. I sug­gested that the MIL should speak with her frankly about it, con­tinue with their on-time plans and take sep­a­rate transportation to avoid frus­tra­tion.

I’ve re­ceived hun­dreds of re­sponses to this let­ter. With the hol­i­day sea­son ap­proach­ing, I thought I would share read­ers’ ex­pe­ri­ences. Here is a sam­pling:

DEAR AMY: I used to run 20 to 30 min­utes late for ev­ery­thing. I ra­tio­nal­ized that I was just busy. One day, a close and brave friend con­fronted me when I was late for lunch.

“I cher­ish our time to­gether, but your chronic tar­di­ness is rude and be­neath you,” he said. “And the un­avoid­able con­clu­sion is that you think your time is more valu­able than mine. Please think about it.”

I did, and al­though it took some time to break habits, I changed ... to my great ben­e­fit.


DEAR AMY: My ex-hus­band was al­ways late to so­cial func­tions, and he’d make a scene by loudly blam­ing me to the other guests.

Since we had two ve­hi­cles, I started de­part­ing on time in the car, and he got to drive up late in the ratty old pick-up truck. It soon broke him of his chronic late­ness.


DEAR AMY: I also have a chron­i­cally late rel­a­tive: my sis­ter. In 60-plus years, good old, “Slow-stop-an­dre­verse” hasn’t changed.

But I have learned never to ask her to bring the ap­pe­tiz­ers.


DEAR AMY: We were friends with a cou­ple who were al­ways late, so when I in­vited them to din­ner, I told them to come an hour be­fore I planned to start serv­ing.

For once in their lives, they were on time — and I was in the shower!


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