Waiting times...

I have a question for all those people out there who can't tell the time to save their lives: Do you ever enjoy waiting?

I hate setting appointments with people, it drives me completely insane how some people have no respect for other people's time and I would really like to see their reaction when they end up waiting for someone. Of course that rarely happens, since they're usually late enough that the other person would've arrived already. I used to date this guy who was extremely metro-sexual, it took him ages to get ready. I would be showered, dressed, make-up on and out the door in ten minutes and he would take, oh I don't know, around forty-five minutes, sometimes maybe more. Inevitably, this guy was late for every single date. It was okay in the beginning, he was late for a maximum of ten minutes, which is usually fine by me (traffic really can be a bitch), but then as the relationship became more comfortable, the waiting would extend to 20 minutes, maybe half an hour, and then of course, there was worst, a whole hour (with no good excuse, I might add). And the waiting just killed me, why I didn't dump his sorry ass right then and there is beyond me and strangely enough, he never understood why I would get so furious about him being late. So I tried being late myself. I purposefully took my time and then some, but somehow, I always still managed to get there before him. I think he's never had to wait for anyone in his life and that is why he'll never get it.

Today, I had a doctor's appointment. I arrived a little early and felt actually quite relieved to be there on time so I don't miss my turn. I waited for over half hour for my turn... and then around forty-five minutes to see the specialist, and then some more waiting until my test results came out. I was at that clinic with nothing to do but twiddle my thumbs for an amazing three hours, by which time I was ready to shoot myself and everyone else sitting in the waiting room to put them all out of their misery.

I really don't understand it. How difficult can it be to keep an appointment? Or at least have the courtesy to apologize in advance for not being able to make it. Seriously, how difficult could it possibly be?
I know I've touched upon my issues with Time before and in my eternal race against time, people who keep me waiting simply give Time a chance to win one over me, to steal some of my time that I can never have back and then laugh at my face for doing it. If only people knew how Time was out to get them, they would not waste so much of it so thoughtlessly.