Jocelyn has been late her whole life. As a kid, she never got to school on time, even though John Jay Elementary was just down the block. Now 56, married, with two grown children and a successful career, she is still late for work every day. Jocelyn fills every moment with activity—going to the gym 6 times per week, listening to books on tape as she drives, lunching with friends, attending dinner parties, scurrying to business meetings, weekend brunches, movies and museums. She’s late for them all.
Friends tell her she has no sense of how long things take. She’s tried to be more conscious of it, to be more sensitive, making a big effort to give herself extra time. But she always gets caught up in this feeling that I've get to fit one more thing in.
Lateness is an emotionally charged issue. What’s fascinating is how people on both sides of the issue have so little understanding of the other person’s experience. These are parallel universes that refuse to intersect, with lots of misinterpretations and paranoid thinking on every side. 
