Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Punctuality is overrated.

You know, no one has ever accused me of being punctual. I'm late for everything...school, work, interviews, dr. appt.'s (which they don't appreciate, let me tell you). I try to blame this quality of mine on my father. He was always late too - whether it was him coming home late or coming to pick up me and my brother late on the weekends. He always said he'd be there around 6:30 but would show up 8:00-8:30 most of the time. Of course, now I understand that he worked in the car business and you can't always leave when you thought you would be able.
Anyway, I have found a company where my lateness is not really a big deal. I have brought it up myself in reviews and had my boss tell me it doesn't matter because for the time I am in the office they are getting their money's worth out of me. Still, after almost 4 years with this company, if I am on my way to work and I know I am running late, I get nervous. AND - it never fails - if I am running really late (10-20 minutes after 9:00), the President is always here sitting in his office right inside the front door. When I'm on time or early, he's usually late or not in the office that day! He has never said one word to me about what time I get here, but I am always worried that next time he will.
What else is new? I worry about everything.

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