I wish people were on time more often
Tuesday, September 30th, 2008The past weekend was quite honestly very fun. I had a great time meeting new people, hanging out with some people I already met previously and generally spending time doing something I don’t normally do. I ended up in Burlington for Saturday & Sunday, with pit-stops in Hamilton for a fetish/dungeon themed photo shoot (I was supposed to be like a second photographer & model, ended up being second photographer & assistant director) and Sunday ended up in Oakville for some body suspensions.
I think my main complaint was that I was told I’d get picked up around 11am on Saturday, but didn’t actually get around to it until maybe 1pm? Two hours isn’t a HUGE heck of a difference, but I was bored out of my skull considering I was waiting around when I could have at least gone out for lunch and done something, or something.
I hate waiting. I don’t know if it’s the instant society that we live in, or if my constant punctualness is just no longer the norm. I have to always clarify when people say “Come by around 8!” I’ll show up at 8 and no one else starts coming for another hour. To the point where it’s become “Come by at 8! Angela, don’t bother showing up until 9!”
Meh, it happens I suppose!
