Still no word from the young person who stood me up for a meeting, yesterday. Maybe she *did* get mugged or something.
Again, I know this is just another sign of my age. Worrying about someone who doesn’t show up for a meeting? I mean, get real. This is 2006 - the era of multitasking and overlapping allegiances. Things come up. Hell, in Africa, if someone says “I’ll be right over” it could mean next week.
Why am *I* so hung up on time? I mean, is it some capitalist thing? Thinking that my time is *worth* something?
But my thoughts keep going back to whether something bad might have actually happened to this person. Because that’s what it meant in the old days when someone didn’t show up.