I have had the hardest time waking up this week. Yet, I managed to be on time to my meetings. Monday morning, it took me about an hour till i finally decided to shower. Tuesday morning, I had to take a manager marketing to show him the ropes. 8 am sharp. On time. Wednesday, another marketing event with another manager. 8 am. On time. This afternoon, 2 pm marketing with city manager. On time. Well, I lied. That last one, 5 minutes late. It wasn't for the traffic on the freeway, I would have been on time. Damn it. It screwed my timeliness streak.
I get to make it up tomorrow. I have another 8 am marketing event with the fourth manager. He's Filipino. Should I go on Filipino time, and make him wait for me? I'm sure he'll understand if I am there 10 t0 20 minutes later. Maybe even 30 mins to an hour. I just have to let him know that I was stuck in traffic and there was an accident and I had to run errands right before and I was going to call but I got another phone call and I was on my way anyway and he knows I should have been late because just like him I am Filipino.
Yes, I've come to expect this from Pinoys. Late, late, late. Excuses, excuses, excuses. I must admit, I have been guilty of this several times in the past; but I have been much better. I continue to work on it. Is this a cultural phenomenon? I think so. Every Filipino party that I go to, there are always late Filipinos. The caucasian guests arrive on time, and all the Pinoys, trust me, alsmot all Pinoys I know, are late. It's quite annoying. But hey, Pinoys will be Pinoys. And they love to make that grand entrance, so they say.
I think, if you think about it, Filipinos are so bad with timing because they could care less if they are on time or not. They think, the party will be there regardless. And the party will be there regardless of whether I am there on time or not. And the party will not start me without me. I don't care about the host that much. Because if I had a party myself, I'm sure they'll come late too. I'm sure they will take their time and will arrive whenever they want. So why not make it just a vicious cycle, right?
I say stop the madness. My time is important. In the Philippines, people were shocked that I was very annoyed when I waited too long. Friends, relatives, and business associates there would ask me to meet at 8 am. I am at the meeting place by 7:55am. They arrive to meet me at 8:26 pm. Yes, call that anal. But that's 26 minutes past. I could have done other things in that 26 minutes. I placed enough importance on the meeting that I show up on time. I demand the same. To show up minutes, and yes, even hours late, is complete disrespect to me.
What makes it even worse is that people don't call and let you know they are running late. At least have the decency and courtesy to call, or text, that you are running late. When I'm running late, I always make it a point to let the other party know. See, I'm late sometimes, I admit. But I recognize it as a fault, and I'm working to make it better. Oh yeah, and when I'm running late, I call way in advance to let others know. Courtesy. Respect.
So to all the early and on time Pinoys out there, more power to you. And to the better-late-than-never and the i'm-making-a-grand-entrance and the I-don't-really-care-I'm-disrespecting-you Filipinos out there, let's work on this one. Let's not make it a vicious cycle.
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Thursday, September 21, 2006
Filipino Time, the Best Timing in the World, Almost
I believe in love, justice, equality, and life. I believe in the pursuit of happiness. Above all else, I believe in God. I started blogging since since August 18, 2006. I am not the same person I was once. My thoughts, perspectives, and opinions are different now.