Running fast in the wrong direction.
Imagine going to Chicago on a business trip. You have a bunch of meetings and have plans to fly out right after your last meeting to meet your family in some great vacation spot. Your meetings run late and you know it is going to be a challenge to get to the airport and get checked in so you can make your flight. You grab your bags and hail a taxi. You say to the driver, “I need to go to the airport and I’m running late, step on it!”.
The taxi driver takes you at your word and takes off from the curb, weaves in and out of traffic and keeps his hand firmly on the horn of the car. You are impressed at the drivers’ focus and determination. He does seem to be making good time. You aren’t real familiar with Chicago but you don’t recognize the surroundings.
Finally, you say to the driver, “How are we doing on time?” He responds, “We should be at O’Hare in about 10 minutes.” You scream, “O’Hare! I’m flying out of Midway!!” Needless to say, you miss your flight!
Haste makes waste.
Note: this is just a story, not a personal experience. source