I arrive on time, as that’s just the polite thing to do and I’m not fashionable enough for fashionably late. I also like hanging out with people before things get crowded and/or loud, though I enjoy that too.
I arrive on time, as that’s just the polite thing to do and I’m not fashionable enough for fashionably late. I also like hanging out with people before things get crowded and/or loud, though I enjoy that too.
I must arrive everywhere 15 minutes early, minimum, or I die.
I blame my mother for terrorizing into me that being 15 minutes early is on time, and on time is late.
My husband hates it, but he accepts it over me vomiting from stress.
We also do not go to parties. So it’s moot.
First day at my active duty station in the air force I show up 10 min early and some e5 staff sergeant tells me I’m late and proceeds to tell me if I’m not 15 min early I’m already 5 min late…fun times
Hmmm…her father was in the military. Maybe this is where she got it!