My Wife HATES being late for an appointment. I mean seriously HATES it.
She blows a gasket ....Myself, I am a little mellower about such things and tend to accept that if the circumstances are out of our control then c'est la vie.
Many years ago, when my Wife and I were in the early thro's of our relationship I was flying in to Etiuda terminal in Warsaw. Now this terminal isn't like anything you will have experienced before...... (T2 was still being completed). Etiuda is a cattle shed.
The snow was appalling and they closed all but one runway. I was sat on some god awful cheap and chearful flight and we had to circle and wait for our turn to land. No means of contact as I was airborne. Of course I thought.....OK, she has the screens, she will be able to see I'm delayed and how long for, she is of course aware of the weather conditions, she will go back to the office, or find a cafe or such like in T1.
Eventually, 2 1/2 hours late we land, I grab my bag and I spring out of Etiuda as excited as newborn lamb.
Oh man, did i get it.....BOTH BARRELS.
My fault that Warsaw was experiencing horrendous Snow, my fault that they closed all but one runway......you get the idea.....
10 minutes later, I was turning around and trying to find to the ticket desk to buy a return flight.
A Polish gentleman needs to be present in advance, and the lady is allowed to be late up to 15 minutes because Polish women rule, and Polish gentlemen accept that.
An English gentleman needs to be present in advance, and the lady is allowed to be late up to 15 minutes because Polish women rule, and English gentlemen accept that too.