Being Late

Yay and woohoo, it's time for ranty Friday!

Today I am going to be talking about something that really annoys me, and that is being late.

I literally cannot stand it.

Whether it is me or someone else, it just drives me completely insane!

Now I consider myself slightly OCD in some aspects of life (but not cleanliness!) I have certain rituals and a certain schedule which I must stick too, otherwise it drives me a little mad. For example, every single morning, I have to leave the house to get to my bus stop at precisely 7:52. It is the perfect time. I have spent many years perfecting it, so that I know when to leave so that I don't have to rush, but I won't be waiting long. And if anything tries to disrupt my leaving the house at 7:52, it leaves me very unhappy and agitated.

Another ritual thing that I have to do is when I'm in the shower. I have quite a lot of hair that takes quite a while to wash and one of my absolute least favourite things is when you get out and discover that you haven't washed all the conditioner out. So, after I have finished washing my hair, and I am sure that everything is out, I have to stand under the water for 60 more seconds, just to make sure. But here is the thing. Our shower takes 5 seconds for the water to shut off (again something that I have calculated over many years) and so I count in my head until 55, and then turn the shower off, so that I'm not in there for a second longer.

You probably can't really understand these things. You might think I'm crazy. I just think I'm quirky.

But both of these things (and many more) revolve around being a late phobic. I just hate hate hate being late. I can't explain why, but it almost feels like it is because it is a broken promise or something. You SAID that you would be there, and you FAILED.

But that may be slightly extreme.

And come on, we've all had those times where we have been waiting for someone to arrive or for something to happen.

And we've kept on waiting.

And waiting.

Until, finally, they arrive! Then, they say 'Oh, am I late?'

And you're like.... just a bit (that was sarcasm by the way!)

It's so infuriating and I feel like it really can spoil the start of something, like a fun day out with a friend.

And of course, if you're late to work, or to a big meeting then that can have disastrous impacts!

Or, if you're like me and you have to catch a bus or get to school, then by not being late, you're really just making your life a lot easier.

However, as I type this, I realise that I am being slightly hypocritical. This post is meant to go up in 10 minutes, and although I'm pretty sure that I'll get it up on time, the possibility of it being late is making me very stressed!

So, if you don't like it when you, or someone else is late I hope you can relate! If you're someone who is often late to things, I hope that I taught you something, and if you love ranty Fridays as much as I do, then make sure you are here next week!

See you soon!