Waiting

Ok, so I know that I am notorious for being late. I was always late for school growing up (hmmm I wonder where Monkey gets it), I am late to meet friends, late pick up Monkey from school, late to the doctor, late to parties, and at times late for work. Ok, so you get the idea, I am late. Well despite this nasty habit, I hate having to wait. Perhaps this is why I am late. Maybe I have rationalized that if I am late then I won't have to wait as long when I get there... Maybe but I doubt it. Really I think it is just the fact that I run around like a crazy blur trying to get my shit together in the morning or prior to whatever event I happen to be attending. At any rate, today I had to drive about 45 minutes to go see a client, a client I see every week at the same time, and have seen on this day and at this time for the past 4 or 5 months. Well, today I am done earlier than normal with the clients that I see prior to this one because one cancelled, so I called to see if we could move up the time. No answer. No worries, I go to get lunch. I call again to touch base, again no answer. After I finish lunch, and I am heading back to the client's home, I call again to let her know I will be there in about 15 min (which is the regularly scheduled time), still no answer. I call again when I get there...no answer, again 10 min later...no answer, and again 10 min later...STILL NO ANSWER. So then since I have her grandmother's phone number I decided to call her and low and behold she is there and has been there all day (mind you I called there earlier this morning). And why is she not at her house for her appointment? No reason. AHHHHH! Seriously people the number one way to piss me off is to make me drive the middle of nowhere and then not show up. Now I get that I may sound like a hypocrite but I always show up, I may be late but I show. And if I am not going to show, I call.