It’s a motto I can relate to—somewhat. I really hate being late. For anything. Yet having said that, I’m not exactly the most punctual person. I try, I really do, but my success rate at arriving anywhere on time is around 50% or so. It is truly rare for me to be later than 10 minutes. Rare to the point of something Must Have Gone Horribly Wrong for me to be that late.
Now I’m not sure if the high school band has ever actually left anyone behind (they have a lot of bus trips), but I don’t think I ever have to worry about my daughter needing to find her own ride home—she’s fully adopted the “to be early is to be on time” part of that maxim. Thank goodness—because I might be late to pick her up.
Are you punctual? Always late?
PS: Now I have Timon and Pumba from Lion King in my head:
Yeah. It's our motto!
What's a motto?
Nothing. What's a-motto with you?