This morning, my client and I had an appointment with another Boston real estate agent to show a Beacon Hill apartment for rent. We showed up on Joy Street at the scheduled time, but the other real estate agent wasn’t there.
Finally, the agent showed up and apologized and blamed it on the snow. In the end, it worked out okay. But it brings up an important point, the importance of respecting others’ time and the consequences of being late.
The story below is about the importance of time management:
After twenty-five years in the same parish, Father O’Shaunessey was saying his farewells at his retirement dinner. An eminent member of the congregation – a leading politician – had been asked to make a presentation and a short speech, but was late arriving.
So the priest took it upon himself to fill the time, and stood up to the microphone:
“I remember the first confession I heard here twenty-five years ago and it worried me as to what sort of place I’d come to… That first confession remains the worst I’ve ever heard. The chap confessed that he’d stolen a TV set from a neighbor and lied to the police when questioned, successfully blaming it on a local scallywag. He said that he’d stolen money from his parents and from his employer; that he’d had affairs with several of his friends’ wives; that he’d taken had drugs, and drank too much alcohol. You can imagine what I thought… However, I’m pleased to say that as the days passed I soon realized that this sad fellow was a frightful exception and that this parish was indeed a wonderful place full of kind and decent people…”
At this point the politician arrived and apologized for being late, and keen to take the stage, he immediately stepped up to the microphone and pulled his speech from his pocket:
“I’ll always remember when Father O’Shaunessey first came to our parish,” said the politician, “In fact, I’m pretty certain that I was the first person in the parish that he heard in confession..”