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So at my workplace, I’m basically the only one who is super into punctuality. I mean, I get it; I don’t have OCD but I definitely have some really specific intense anxiety around being late for stuff, I freak out. Today I clocked in at 9:01, which is the latest I’ve been for a 9:00 shift since the last blizzard.
I have really complicated shit about this, okay– and sleeping late, and making people wait for me, and a whole constellation of stuff. And I’ve gradually realized, that’s my issue. If someone says to be there at 8:30, showing up at 8:45 is not a moral failing.
(It could get you fired at many jobs I’ve had, and across most of service-level America, but that’s another story. Clearly, not at this job.)
What I cannot, cannot understand is how many of my coworkers, KNOWING that they have never been on time for ANYTHING in their lives, which doesn’t make them bad humans it just makes them not punctual ones, will tell customers and business acquaintances to meet them at a specific time at the start of their shift. “I get in at two,” they say, “meet me here then,” and the person being like me shows up at 1:45, and I’m like… X is always at least 20 minutes late…
If I were chronically late I wouldn’t give someone so specific a time!
This isn’t even a dig at my one idiot coworker, although there were three totally separate occasions last week alone where she wasn’t there when people came in for appointments with her– not including one she’d scheduled on a day she’d worked and told another employee to handle for her– it’s, like, half a dozen fucking people in the time I’ve worked here.
II know my own horror of wasting another person’s time is my own issue, but I tell you what, if I made a business arrangement to meet someone at a specific time and they weren’t there? I would BURN DOWN the fucking building.
(A vague time is different. “This weekend sometime” / “Tuesday ish?” “Oh like Friday morning maybe” – all of those, I’d figure without a more specific confirmation that it may or may not happen. “Monday first thing” (at a business with clear opening hours), “Wednesday around three”, “Tuesday 2pm sharp!” “Thursday after 1”– those are binding fucking contracts. The last one, if there wasn’t an ending time, I’d call to make sure.)
So at my workplace, I’m basically the only one who is super into punctuality. I mean, I get it; I don’t have OCD but I definitely have some really specific intense anxiety around being late for stuff, I freak out. Today I clocked in at 9:01, which is the latest I’ve been for a 9:00 shift since the last blizzard.
I have really complicated shit about this, okay– and sleeping late, and making people wait for me, and a whole constellation of stuff. And I’ve gradually realized, that’s my issue. If someone says to be there at 8:30, showing up at 8:45 is not a moral failing.
(It could get you fired at many jobs I’ve had, and across most of service-level America, but that’s another story. Clearly, not at this job.)
What I cannot, cannot understand is how many of my coworkers, KNOWING that they have never been on time for ANYTHING in their lives, which doesn’t make them bad humans it just makes them not punctual ones, will tell customers and business acquaintances to meet them at a specific time at the start of their shift. “I get in at two,” they say, “meet me here then,” and the person being like me shows up at 1:45, and I’m like… X is always at least 20 minutes late…
If I were chronically late I wouldn’t give someone so specific a time!
This isn’t even a dig at my one idiot coworker, although there were three totally separate occasions last week alone where she wasn’t there when people came in for appointments with her– not including one she’d scheduled on a day she’d worked and told another employee to handle for her– it’s, like, half a dozen fucking people in the time I’ve worked here.
II know my own horror of wasting another person’s time is my own issue, but I tell you what, if I made a business arrangement to meet someone at a specific time and they weren’t there? I would BURN DOWN the fucking building.
(A vague time is different. “This weekend sometime” / “Tuesday ish?” “Oh like Friday morning maybe” – all of those, I’d figure without a more specific confirmation that it may or may not happen. “Monday first thing” (at a business with clear opening hours), “Wednesday around three”, “Tuesday 2pm sharp!” “Thursday after 1”– those are binding fucking contracts. The last one, if there wasn’t an ending time, I’d call to make sure.)
