I’m always late for everything. Late for school. Late for dates. Late at being late. I shrug off my tardiness, joking that I still haven’t quite figured out that there are 60 seconds in a minute. I also recently learned that one of my close friends intentionally adheres to what he calls “Danny Time,” arriving 10 minutes after our agreed-upon meeting time to avoid waiting. The tactic works so well I had no idea he’d taken this approach.
Through some miracle, I’ve mostly gone through life unscathed like this. Luckily, I have met good people who make space for myAt times, of course, I have found myself in trouble and been reprimanded by supervisors at work and by friends. It’s rubbish when my condition hurts the people I love most — especially when it happens over and over again. I know I’ve let my partner and family down a great many times unintentionally by not stopping to consider all of the details involved or by being distracted from a thought long enough for it fall from my grasp.
is part of the equation, but impulsivity is no small factor as my attention flits from promises are broken.For my partner’s last birthday, I planned several surprises — all hatched with the greatest of intentions. I phoned her up on my train commute home to sort out her work schedule and avoid conflicts.
Surprise number one was to happen on her actual birthday — dining after work at a restaurant that she loves in central London. I hung up, eager to engage. I started thinking practically about logistics… we had just adopted a rescue dog who could not be left by herself for more than a few hours. I thought about dog sitters and other issues, looked at train schedules, and restaurant table booking times.
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