What the fuck is wrong with Ugandans these days?? I hate the fact that they never take the concept of time serious. You tell someone to be somewhere at a given time T, they get there in Time Z. Seriously skipping all those others letters. 5 freaking letters for God’s sake. [Let letters = Hours]. That shit pisses me off biiiggggg time. And to make it even worse, they never communicate. So you wait and wait and wait till you get tired and leave. If you’re running late, at least communicate. Tell the person waiting for you that you’ll be there in an estimated period of time. Then, they won’t be pissed because you communicated earlier. Ok they’ll be pissed, but not that pissed.
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| Worst question a late person could possibly ask. |
Time is everything. Our entire existence is governed by time. When you die young it means you’ve lived for a short period of time, and the reverse is absolutely true. The quality of our life is determined by of course many things, talk about decisions, choices, patience, people around us, etc., but it is majorly determined by the way we manage our time. All the factors I have mentioned above, are affected by merely timing. A decision is right or wrong based merely on when it is made. See that’s time. A right decision, however good it may be, will never serve the right purpose in our life as long as it keeps being made at a woefully wrong time. Take an example of a footballer that has made a great run, rounds off a few defenders and decides to pass the ball to his teammate at a time when he is offside. See, passing the ball is a right decision, but waiting to pass it when his teammate is offside becomes a terrible idea because of what? Yeah you got it, bad timing... Timing matters. A lot. Great choices also become great or otherwise, because of time. Patience which plays an integral part in our life, is merely waiting for time to pass before you do what you want to do, or go where you want to go, or say what you want to say.
Niklaus Mikaelson in The Originals said, “They say the passage of time will heal our wounds, but the greater the loss, the deeper the cut, and the more difficult the process to become whole again. The pain may fade, but the scars serve as a reminder of our suffering and make the bearer never to be wounded again. So as time moves along, we get lost in distractions, act out in frustration, react with aggression and give in to anger. While all that is happening, we plot and plan as we wait to grow stronger and before we know it, the time passes, and we are healed. Ready to make a new beginning.” Time, time, time. Time heals everything.
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| You can always change for the better. |
I know my alarm clock is set ten minutes fast, but there's some glimmer of hope that in the fog between sleep and wakefulness, I'll not snooze it, forget that I'm playing games with myself, jump out of bed, and get the proverbial early-bird worm.
Reasons.
So why are some of us chronically late while others are predictably punctual? A lot of reasons. We learn it from our parents. If they are always punctual, they’ll instill the same into us, and the reverse is true. We learn it from our culture. In some countries, like Uganda, tardiness is so culturally ingrained that even the president is sometimes late for his public speeches, and being late seems quite okay for a big number of Ugandans. We are better or worse at quantifying measurements like time. (I'm also hopeless when it comes to estimating distance or how many people were at a party. We value and perceive time differently. We want or don't want attention. Some people deliberately choose to walk into a meeting a few minutes late because almost everyone’s attention will be drawn to them. You’ve seen a lot of those students, mostly ladies coming into class a few minutes late when everyone else has settled, just so they capture your attention as they walk in. We're focused or easily distracted. We try to do too much (makeup for ladies). We are thrilled or repelled by the anxiety of running late.
So why are some of us chronically late while others are predictably punctual? A lot of reasons. We learn it from our parents. If they are always punctual, they’ll instill the same into us, and the reverse is true. We learn it from our culture. In some countries, like Uganda, tardiness is so culturally ingrained that even the president is sometimes late for his public speeches, and being late seems quite okay for a big number of Ugandans. We are better or worse at quantifying measurements like time. (I'm also hopeless when it comes to estimating distance or how many people were at a party. We value and perceive time differently. We want or don't want attention. Some people deliberately choose to walk into a meeting a few minutes late because almost everyone’s attention will be drawn to them. You’ve seen a lot of those students, mostly ladies coming into class a few minutes late when everyone else has settled, just so they capture your attention as they walk in. We're focused or easily distracted. We try to do too much (makeup for ladies). We are thrilled or repelled by the anxiety of running late.
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