Procrastination
I've come to believe that some people are destined to be perpetually late. I have also come to accept that I am one such person. This is a problem that I have accepted, but because it has yet to negatively affect my life in some way, I have done nothing to change it--well, not seriously at least. I mean, I have tried a few things: 1) setting my watch ahead, 2) trying to always be 15 minutes early, 3) driving faster (and faster), and even 4) trying to design a time distortion device. Explanations for each follow.
1) This never worked for me. It seems to work for some people because I see so many clocks displaying the wrong time, but I am not one of these people. When I tried this technique, I knew my watch was set ahead, so I automatically subtracted the offset. Besides, now I get the time from my cellular telephone, which retrieves the time automatically from signal towers.
2) This one is just simply impossible for me.
3) This works fairly well, actually. The only problem is that I kept seeing blue lights in my rear-view mirror right before a kind man in a brown hat and blue shirt brandishing a pistol on his hip gave me an expensive, little, pink paper.
4) Everyone knows that it is impossible to build a time travel machine with our current level of technology, but I thought that time distortion would suffice for my purposes. I searched and researched for hours (thanks, Google) and discovered that my time distortion device is completely plausible. All I need to do is get a plane that can travel around the Earth a bunch of times really, really fast. I'm thinking I'll get a Blackbird and strap a few extra gas tanks1.
OK, I know I'm doomed (or blessed) to be perpetually late, so I am never in a hurry. Even if I know that I can make it somewhere on time by hurrying, I take my time because something would happen to make me late, anyway, so I save myself the stress. Most people see this as indifference or procrastination, but I know it is neither, although it shares a place in my mind with the latter. Procrastination is a peculiar beast--more on that later.
1Please do not leave comments about my stupidity for this. I know it's dumb; that's the point.