being punctual

United States
March 25, 2009 5:42pm CST
I am a very punctual person...i tend to always arrive a few minutes earlier than when im supposed to..i believe its the respectful thing to do, no matter where you are going..whether it be an appt at the dr, to pick your friend up for dinner, to go to church, etc....if you know that you have to be somewhere at 9 am, is it really that hard to make sure you are awake in plenty of time to be able to make it there before that time? is it that hard? we all pretty much know how long its going to take us to get ready so its really not that hard to guesstimate when we need to be up and ready to meet our time. I have friends who are very far from being punctual and it drives me nuts!!!!! and i think its very disrespectful to have a time set and have someone waiting only to have you not show up until 30 min phone call or anything....i could have been taking my time to get ready and had an extra cup of coffee or whatever....instead of waiting....punctuality is a quality i think we all should have...does anyone agree with me on this? or am i just being unreal?
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@indahfth (11173)
• Indonesia
10 Apr 10
people who are always on time would greatly appreciated by others. people are happy with the timely than late. I try to always be on time, so that others will not be disappointed and not wait for me. I prefer to wait than expected. on time was a very difficult thing to do, but if we have been used, it must be easy to always be on time.
@sudalunts (5526)
• United States
25 Mar 09
You are not being unreal. I believe in being on time whenever I go someplace. I will always leave home in ample time in case there is something that is going to happen to delay me. I used to work less than a mile from where I live. My day started at 8:30 in the morning, and I would leave home at 8:00. My husband couldn't understand why I left so early, since I did not have that far to go. My husband on the other hand takes his time getting ready to leave the house. That happened one Sunday when we were going to church. I was already dressed, ready to go, he was still taking his time. It was fifteen minutes before church started and we were still home. Lo and behold, we go downstairs, and the car wouldn't start. Had we left earlier we would have had time to figure out what we were going to do. I am always punctual, unless I am waiting on my slow husband.