Time Matters
Time matters.
Those words were spoken in a recent television show and got me thinking. What exactly is it referring to? The phrase is actually said a lot, but I’ve never really thought about it.
Does it refer to a person’s timeliness? I think most of us can be highly annoyed by the perpetually late, except of course for those who fall into the perpetually late category. Myself I’m obsessively early because I hate to be late so much. My ex never really cared much about his timeliness. He’d leave when he was ready to leave or felt like it. To him it only really mattered when he wanted to get there, not when he was expected.
Could it be talking about our use of time? I read a quote recently about wasted time not being such a waste after all. I guess that can be true to a degree. There are people that I know who are going twenty hours out of the day and miss out on what life has to offer. Companies expect people to be in the office ten hours a day these days. Add in travel time, personal hygiene time, and eating time, you could add on another three to five hours. So before you get to any self time, family time, fun time, thirteen to fifteen hours have already gone by. For me that almost bedtime. What time is left to waste?
Maybe it goes to the old quality versus quantity argument. I’ve had parents tell me, “I may not spend much time with my children, but its quality time.” I can guarantee you my five year old doesn’t care about the quality of our chutes and ladders game, he just wants me to play with him! Sure I could spend just thirty minutes a night with my fiancé, but no matter what the “quality” I still want more. The whole quality argument is for people who want to ease their guilt of not spending the time their loved ones want or need. Easing the guilt of knowing priorities are jumbled and turned upside down, but not having the conviction to change it.
I worked for a large corporation. I left because I had many disagreements with my manager. One of which he felt my time was more important to him than to my children. Fact is, if I were to get hit by a truck that corporation would have had me replaced within weeks, but my children would spend their lives missing their mother. Who deserves my time more?
Time matters. The trick is, finding out to whom it matters the most.
9:33:10 AM 
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