I'm usually a little bit late and relieved if others are a little late too. For some reason, waiting, even alone and conspicuously, doesn't bother me as much as it seems to bother others. Life comes on you all unawares while you are stuck in an interim situation.
Life sneaks up.
You have a tea, another tea, watch the water, the goldfish in the Chinese restaurant, cadge a cigarette, the first you've smoked in six months.