I dislike waiting for people. Immensely. I was probably not that bad initially but I have come to realise that it is easily one of my least favourite things. And inevitably people who make me wait lose points on the respect and reliability scale. Sadly most of my close friends have always, always made me wait. Although I do half one or two friends like that even here, it holds true especially in my home city. Unless something really unfortunate and out of control happens, I try my best to be on time (talking about my current self). And my favourite people here have that one thing in common, they are on time. And in fact sometimes even early. To the point that it is a joke among some of us because we keep reaching places way ahead of time. Now to the hurrying part, I used to 'hurry' to meet people (getting ready, literally running out of the house etc). But only once, I hurried to travel thirty kilometres to surprise a friend and meet him for five minutes or so (it was a s...