July 31, 2013
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A friend and I usually get lunch almost every work day. But recently, for reasons unknown to me, our lunches keep getting later… and later… and later. I’m usually told 2 o’clock, but I always wait for her text as when to head out. Flexibility of my job is that I can take lunch whenever. With her job, I don’t know. It’s 3 right now and I haven’t had anything to eat except for coffee and water, while waiting for her to respond back. Like usually, she mentioned 2. Then she said she needed to take care of a small task. That was half an hour ago. I’m slowly poking at her to know when she’s ready.
Honestly, I’m ready to set a time that if I don’t hear from her, I’m going to lunch by myself. I feel guilty doing so, but I’m hungry and frustrated.
Don’t keep Ben from eating. He gets cranky.
Comments (9)
Don’t feel guilty, it’s called respect for people’s time. When people do that to me
on numerous occasions, I start to set boundaries.
@Coffee_Kaioken – Well, it’s more like her job keeps throwing things at her to do, and then she stresses out by making sure they’re done first before she heads out to lunch; as a result, she loses track of time.
haha you don’t need to feel guilty, it’s not your fault that she gets tasks to do. Just gonna have to get lunch by yourself some days.
I get cranky when i hungry too. Last night, a friend was late for almost an hour. We started ordering , and she walked in.
@isitreal_no - Yeah, I know. I just wish it wasn’t so late in the day.
@stevew918 - Man… did she at least call ahead to let you know she’ll be late?
@laytexduckie – nope
. She late most of the time, her excuse is she needs to look beautiful before she can show up 
@stevew918 – I wouldn’t have time for those kind of people. I would usually call two or three times within the 15 minutes after we’re supposed to meet. And if I hear no response, I would go ahead and order. That’s just disrespectful on her part.
Can’t she tell you that she can’t join you for lunch? -_- Just eat without her.
@Got_Takoyaki – She usually says she can meet in a bit… then the but turns to a half hour… then an hour… until I keep prodding her with messages about when she’s ready.