These days this is what I look like leaving the house..
I just can't seem to get anywhere on time. I feel much like Mr. Rabbit here.
"So much to do, so little time. I'm late, I'm late, I'm late. "
I hate people who are late and I fear I am slowly becoming one of them. The later's, as I like to call them, generally fall into three categories:
1. Tardy's: This is my category and lately I am the poster child for this group. Tardy's show up chronically 5 to 8 minutes late for EVERYTHING. It's not really a big issue but it's just annoying enough to be labled with the reputation.
2. Later's: These people are always 30 to 50 minutes late. They are late for work, they are late for meetings, pickups, dinner's and just about everything else. I find that these people have a very unrealistic concept of time and they are chronically over committed. AND they will always come up with a doozy of a story about the 30,000,000 million pound Iguana that was blocking the driveway so they couldn't get out.
3. Whatever's: This group is very rare and repersents only about 1% of people who are late. These people are an hour to an hour and a half late. And they don't care. They waltz into a scheduled time over an hour late and act like nothing is wrong. This is the kind of person you have to lie to, and tell them the dinner reservation is at 6:30 when it's really at 7:30, and even then they show up late. I actually do have a friend that falls into this category. It's quite frustrating and I have curbed our social meetings because she just can't be trusted to show up on time.
All I can say is that I am working on it. I feel like being late suggests some sort of loss of control on the Later's part. That they can't quite get things together, and it puts them at a disadvantage right away. Being prompt shows maturity, capability, and professionalism. Being late simply sucks.
Say no to late.
I gotta go because now, this post is being posted late.