I’m an ‘early’, so I’ve frequently been at odds with dh when we do really need to be on time, especially if e.g. flying, since he evidently thinks it’s good fun to arrive at the last minute and have to run for the gate with ‘last call’ lights flashing.
Ages ago, but I did once simply refuse to go to the theatre, when he’d come home so late (no genuine excuse after I’d pleaded with him to come in plenty of time) that we’d have had a mad panic to get there in time - probably after the play had started.
I was so mad I left the house and went and did 30 furious lengths of the pool, to work my fury off!
Two expensive theatre tickets wasted, but it did work, in that he didn’t try that particular one again!