lateness and embarrassment

Mar 09, 2006 10:41

For those of you who don't know me well, I HATE being late. It was bred in me from my parents (mainly my Dad) that it was somehow going to stop the universe if I arrived somewhere late. For a while, in high school and college, I would get panicky and think that something had happened to other people if they were late after 2 minutes or something ( Read more... )

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k_magic March 9 2006, 19:21:19 UTC
awww

I used to be like that...not so much now. The universe doesn't stop. :)

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Yeah raininroses March 9 2006, 19:28:17 UTC
I figured that out. I still like to be on time, but not as anal as I used to be. It's when you are 5 minutes late, and you haven't fallen into a black hole or no one is coming out of the car windows to flog you...that you go, wow, the world didn't blow up.

Still, like to be on time when it's in my control...

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:) raininroses March 9 2006, 21:12:26 UTC
Thanks :)

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