tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185999121957998644.post2335794951209473976..comments2023-05-15T04:30:42.331-04:00Comments on Life is what you make it: Lateness...a vent.JRosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00647912138033322807noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185999121957998644.post-84726677231045673382009-02-24T13:41:00.000-05:002009-02-24T13:41:00.000-05:00That same inspector came today. He called last nig...That same inspector came today. He called last night to give a *window* of time in which he'd be here and he was here right on time! Gotta like it!JRosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00647912138033322807noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185999121957998644.post-23465712235990825062009-02-22T16:53:00.000-05:002009-02-22T16:53:00.000-05:00WE are lateness twins!!! DH and I friends that are...WE are lateness twins!!! DH and I friends that are constantly told to be somewhere 30 mins earlier because they can't EVER be on time. It's absolutely ridiculous.<BR/><BR/>I used to drive for my job here in ATL and always called clients while I was on my way. If I was even going to be 15 mins. late, I'd phone to tell them<BR/><BR/>But then again there were the clients that thought their time was more important than mine and showed up late. GOOD for you for telling that inspector to leave! I can't even count how many times I wanted to say that to a client!AWillmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02816314336741749608noreply@blogger.com