When it comes to running late, for the majority of my life, I’ve been a repeat offender. Whether it be university, catching up with friends or even work, I became known as the ‘late and flakey’ person amongst my family, friends, colleagues and acquaintances which isn’t a great title to hold.
At one point, my lateness was so rampant that my friends devised a trick. When they would text me to ask how far off I was, they would add an hour to any meeting time I gave them. That way they wouldn’t be forced to wait around for me. They had officially cottoned onto my ways.