Always.
Without an ounce of doubt, whatever it is- my own funeral, my own wedding- you can count on me being late to it.
A lot of times I have tried to "justify" my lateness as a cultural thing. Being Hispanic, I'm sure you have heard of the lightness we put on the importance of being on time. But I can no longer justify it, seeing as how my best friend, who is also Mexican, is RARELY late. She is my clock and the reason why I am on time. If it wasn't for her constant "we need to go" then honestly, I'd never get to do much because when we plan to do stuff and she's involved in the timekeeping, it always comes out well.
Being on time is just NOT a skill I have. I have tried to work on it with no success. So what do I do? Beat myself up about it? Work on it harder? Start wearing a watch?
No. Instead I come up with excuses. Lately my tardiness has really been on my mind. Mostly due to the fact that I've been arriving later and later to work.
In my own words, it's really hard to be at work at 7:30am when I leave the house at 7:31.
But that's not all. It's hard to get to work at my night job by 4:30 when sometimes I'm leaving the house at 4:28 and it takes me five minutes to get there. Here are some of my most colorful excuses I've given my manager (so far):
*Note: My job allows us 14 minutes to be late, anything over and you will be talked to. But come on, we're adults, we should be on time. I admit that.
- Sorry, I was eating pizza.
- Oops, I was playing with my YoucamMakeup app.
- Traffic!
- I got pulled over.
- I had to stay over at my day job longer than usual.
- I couldn't find my vest/keys/name tag/pen
- Car wouldn't start
- I was talking on the phone with mah bestie
- I hadn't finished my popsicle
- I was sleeping
- I forgot something at home and had to go back to get it
- I was watching Hulu/Netflix
- I forgot I was scheduled today
- I thought today was my day off
- My alarm didn't go off
- I was hungry so I decided to eat first
- I was in the bathroom
- I was running an errand
- I had to stop and get gas for my car
- Some guy took forever to turn and so I was stuck behind him
- I was dealing with a family crisis
- My niece needed a ride
- I had important things to do
- My street was blocked off
...honestly, I just didn't feel like coming in.
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