Each person’s concept of time is inevitably different
from that of another such that our natural clocks never seem to overlap.
It’s curious to think that one person can feel the same
intensity of energy for the day with 6 hours of sleep while another person needs
10 to come close to the same amount. But this is more a product of our biological makeup than it something we can fix or control. Or so I believe.
Perhaps more puzzling is when a meeting is set for 8:00am and one
arrives 5 minutes early, one arrives exactly on time, one arrives 5 minutes
late, and one is only just leaving their house at 8:00am.
Because how many times has this been the case? That even though there is a fixed reference point for when you should arrive at a certain location, there is always variance in the arrival of each person to said point. Seldom do all people involved arrive at the exact same moment.
This observation has led me to believe that learning to fit your concept of time with others’ concept of time is a crucial skill to master.
It’s easy to make an overgeneralized negative statement
and say that anyone who is late has a poor concept of time. That they can’t
manage it and can always be counted on to be late to the frustration for those who must wait for them.
In the career world, that may be the case, and in fact,
is the case. But in the world of social get-togethers and coffee dates, the
lines are blurred and understandably so. When in college, the difference
between people's concept of time is even more pronounced.
Just as you learn about a person’s childhood, favorite
bands, career interests, and life goals, you must also learn their concept of time.
That is,
if you are meeting a friend that always arrives 5-10 minutes late to every
meeting, it would make sense for you to leave 5 minutes later than you would
usually leave. It saves a great deal of annoyance as
well as boredom in the trickling minutes until their arrival.
Yet, this requires an alteration of one’s own concept of
time. My somewhat unconscious and natural concept of time remains the same - I wish to be early or at least on time. But in recent months, I have forced myself to wait that extra 5 minutes before leaving for a meeting with certain (most) friends.
This is not to say that I am never late. Because I am at times. This is not to say my concept of time is any better or worse. I used to think that way, but I've started to realize that a vast majority of people in college do not mean 8:00am when they say 8:00am. An illogical and ironic truth that has become real and practiced in the social constructs of my collegiate world.
College took my concept of time and twisted it. I still remember my shock at how every event started at 9:00pm at the earliest. "That's when I'm getting ready to go to bed. 7:00pm is a much more sensible time" I thought to myself. That was then. Now I know and am wired to assume that if the party starts at 9:00pm, you arrive at 10:00pm.
It bothers me for sure. But the benefits of arriving at a time that coordinates with other people's arrival outweighs the little bit of cognitive dissonance I have to endure in my mind.
I think my urge to try and be early or at least right on
time to every affair stems from a fear of offending another by being late, of
missing out on some crucial event, or arriving in a less than put-together state. But then my fear of arriving early is that of wasted time, building up of tension and frustration, boredom, and social awkwardness.
My fear of the first few items is stronger than my fear of the latter few items.
With that above realization I have created my own ideas and applications around the concept of time.
I’ve learned to take this
supposedly wasted time with good graces. Sometimes it’s nice to simply sit
there and take some time to yourself. Sometimes I find things to do so I don't look uncomfortable just waiting, conveniently also solving the issue of boredom. Technology helps.
It doesn’t matter what the other person
does; I keep to my word. Even when I know someone will most likely be late and I’m
running late myself, there’s something about walking faster to arrive right on
time that gives me relief. I stand there breathing slightly hard but glad that
I got there in time regardless of when the other arrives.
Time, whether early, on the dot, or late, only adds
another dimension to a person. Along with the thousands of intricacies or
factors that define a human being, this concept of time, I’ve discovered,
is yet another facet. And boy is it an important one to figure out.
If I want to wait, I shall. And if I don’t, I won’t. Time
in this context should be mine to control, at least when it applies to me. Only when I understand what time means to the
people in my life will I come closer to mastering time.

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