When I was young, I was always late. One day, after being late for a lecture, again, the lecturer called me aside at the end of the lecture. He said “I just want to tell you that being late is a serious habit. You not only change your own Karma, you change the Karma of OTHERS!”
I was shocked. The idea that I was impacting so seriously on others had never crossed my mind.
From then on, my lateness was cured.
Lots of people I know are habitually late. I dislike lateness. I see punctuality as a mark of honour.
Being late causes negative repercussions. People lose jobs, friends, trust, opportunities, busses, partners, cooperation, places. Life gets dirty as they scrabble about feeling apologetic and grovelling to you with excuses.
Punctuality really is a virtue.
And it pays off.
Being punctual means you never have to feel stressed. You arrive at places, emotionally collected. In order. Serene.
Being habitually late is sloppy.
But, worse, it makes no one feel good. Least of all, oneself.
Kids do late. My grandson missed his bus TO the town so his Mum had to give him a lift. And then, he missed his bus BACK. So she gave him a lift back.
Grandsons are a different generation….they listen to this kind of stuff. So maybe he thinks ‘late’ is cool!