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Originally Posted by m@T 
OK, this one I can handle. I am terminally punctual and live in a country where such things are unheard of. Gio cao su for the sake of the VNese contingent here. Fact - Women are always late. There is no changing that, no combatting that, there will be apologies from her with explanations of exploding eyeshadow and all kinds of crap that isn't worth hearing. She will also be late next time. Lipstick emergency. Deal with it. The way to manage this is to budget your time around it. If you agree to lunch at 12.30, you know 12.45 is best you can hope for, arrive at like 12.43. For most people this will sound odd. For terminally punctual people like myself (and I suspect you), this is just a matter of picking an appointed time that happens to end in a three not a zero. You walk in at that time, she comes in two minutes after you, and commences her apology, which you basically ignore, just as you would if you had been sitting there waiting. On the odd occasion that she is on-time (and you are ten minutes late), you will be abused for keeping her waiting. Wear that once in a while abuse, cos it stings less than sitting idle in restaurants all the time.
