Tell them the time to meet 15mins earlier than necessary, or however long they're usually late by.
I've had a few friends and family members who were chronically late. If their habit didn't change after speaking to them about it, I either no longer made plans with them or went about doing whatever it was we planned to do at the time we planned to do it regardless of whether they showed up on time.
On of my close friends is always late. It is not unusual at all to have her show up 30 minutes late when meeting for dinner. She has many wonderful qualities and has more than shown she is a good friend thru the years. If I find myself getting upset while I wait, I try remind myself that I am far from perfect. I read email and visit websites while I wait. At least this makes the time go by faster.
I hate when folks are late! I too am always an early bird - I wouldn't dream of keeping people waiting unless it was under dire circumstances. Likewise, I don't like being made to wait. We used to get invited to my SIL's house for dinner at 5 that was never really served until 7. We just weasel out of the invites now which are few and far between anyway. Our kids are grown and life has changed for all of us and to be honest, that works for me!
I've had a few friends and family members who were chronically late. If their habit didn't change after speaking to them about it, I either no longer made plans with them or went about doing whatever it was we planned to do at the time we planned to do it regardless of whether they showed up on time.
I actually set my watch to be 15 mins early so I'm not late anymore. I used to be one of those late people because I tended to get involved looking at or doing something else and literally forgot the time, so these days I set reminders for myself and am usually early. So I am a reformed late person
Yes this is what I do too. When people are chronically late it shows they dont respect your time as much as their time IMO. So I just stop making plans with them or if we are in a group we start without them. Really no good excuse to always be late. It is a pet peeve of mine.
I am punctual or early. Always.
Years ago we were friends with a couple who were chronically late not only for things they were invited to but also when they invited people over to their own home. We were invited for Thanksgiving. Dinner was supposed to be at 5. When we got there at 3, she hadn't yet taken the turkey out to defrost and her husband was putting the finishing layers of varnish on the dining room table he had built expecting that it would dry in enough time for us to use it that day. We ended up having pizza in the living roomShe routinely kept me waiting 1/2 hour for coffee and after a year or so...I told her it wouldn't wait again.
You are one of the kindest people in the world Callie. You teach me a lot. I've been meaning to tell you that for some time. This post seemed like the perfect opportunity to do so.On of my close friends is always late. It is not unusual at all to have her show up 30 minutes late when meeting for dinner. She has many wonderful qualities and has more than shown she is a good friend thru the years. If I find myself getting upset while I wait, I try remind myself that I am far from perfect. I read email and visit websites while I wait. At least this makes the time go by faster.
Since she's never been fired, I assume that she manages to get to work on time, but the youngest of my sisters-in-law is always late so far as any of us in the extended family know; she was even 30 minutes late (as in 30 minutes past the start time on the invitations) getting to the church for her wedding.
For awhile, we all used to hopefully think she'd grow out of it, but no. So whenever any of her siblings or I invite her to dinner at our homes, we tell her to come a 1/2 hour earlier than we really expect anyone & have no qualms about sitting down at the table without her being present.
The 30-minute leeway is usually sufficient, but one year on Xmas Day, she still didn't make it at the true time of our reservation -- and our reservation was at a restaurant that, it turned out, doesn't seat you until everyone in the party is present. Fortunately, there was room for us all in the bar area; we could order appetizers/small plates & the bar staff was great fun, so we had a good time while waiting, and waiting, for her. As did the bar staff: they started a pool amongst themselves, betting on when she'd show up; the winner pocketed all of our collective tips. She didn't seem to be at all abashed when the winner volunteered the reason why she'd just made him so happy.