Chronic Lateness is Genetic
May 10th, 2005Growing up, my father was chronically late when it came to picking me up from school. You wouldn’t believe how late he would arrive. He would show up at least one hour later than he had promised. Often, he was two hours late.
I would always get so mad at him when he was late. He would make every excuse imaginable, but very few of his excuses seemed genuinely excusable. Most of the time he was late due to work or running errands.
The sad thing is that now I am chronically late to every appointment. I promised myself when I was young that I would never be a “late person” like my father, but I’ve broken that promise repeatedly.
Being late is one of those annoying parts of having ADD that you work endlessly to improve. At least there are all sorts of helpful tools and tricks to keep you a little more on schedule. I would never be on time to anything if I didn’t have a million clocks all over my house, nagging me to hurry up and leave the house.