How long do you wait?

I hate waiting and I hate queuing; I mean really- who likes to do either of those things.

So, how long do you wait? And for who?

For an acquaintance- maybe only 15 minutes? For a job interview- half an hour? For your best friend- a couple of hours? For the love of your life- forever?!

As a Gen Xer, I remember the time before mobile phones; when you had to be on time because if you weren’t, you would get there and the person you were meeting would have already left.

Now it seems to be acceptable that you will get that “I’m running 15 minutes late” text when it is already past the time you are meant to be met and you have already been there for a while as you arrived on time/early.

One of my cousins is a terrible offender of the waiting game, once arriving more than 2 hours late! But, she is my cousin and I know her, so now I just bring a book whenever I have to meet her. And I can see her point that it is better late than never I suppose.

Which brings me to queuing.

There was a time when I was happy to queue for anything and everything. Bars, clubs, restaurants, free stuff- it was all good.

But now I older, more time poor and often have a toddler in tow. I hate having to queue 30 minutes for a drink in a noisy bar when I can be at home sipping a chardonnay and having an actual conversation with my friend without having to shout.

The recent influx of European and US stores opening their doors to Australia like Zara, H & M, Uniqlo and Sephora; has created an influx of queuing which is mostly orchestrated and encouraged by the retailers. I know it creates a great marketing buzz, but you won’t find me in a queue that is 4 deep- I’ll just wait until next month thanks very much!

My hate of queuing has also extended to public events and toilets. Any free event where there are going to be lots of free stuff being given away= forget it. And why should you ever queue for a toilet ever- isn’t there meant to be venue requirements for this. The women’s toilets are sometimes so ridiculous that I might sneak into the men’s. And of course there are now unisex toilets which just makes it bad for everyone (in more ways than one).

Maybe I am a relic of years gone past, but time is precious…or is it that time is money? Either way I won’t be spending it waiting or queuing if I can avoid it.

This post was republished to the Hijabi Moxie

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10 thoughts on “How long do you wait?”

  1. I will often opt out of a desired destination if it means I have to stand in a queue. Nothing irks me more than waiting around. Years ago I went to meet a date. She was late. I waited and decided 30 minutes would be my limit. She arrived after 29 minutes. I should have left after 15…lesson learned. The idea of a text to explain away tardiness is ok only if the text comes prior to your departure from home or work to the new venue. Jes’ I am getting old 🙂

    1. Me too! Very true- I hate getting that text because they haven’t even started getting ready/left home yet. We are all getting older I guess 🙂

  2. I totally agree. Queuing is the worst, especially for the bathroom which always seems to happen for girls!
    One great thing about having a smartphone is that you can actually get a lot done while queuing, social media and reading the news etc. 🙂

  3. In my book, the worst insult you can make to someone is to waste his or her time. NEVER keep anyone waiting if you can at all help it. And don’t expect others to accommodate you if you can’t get your act together on the punctuality front.

  4. I hate it when people are late, I think i shows a lack of respect. If I can be on time unless traffic is bad or I get lost which happens, especially in NYC, maybe it’s jus straight roads and blocks confuse me lol. As my husband says I’m too used to the “Bendy road System” of the UK.

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