i suffer from an extreme paranoia of being late (not pregant, that would be quite a feet!). with this possesive paranoid peice of punctuality is absolutily hate waiting for people. i'm ready to go and do whatever it is i'm soon to be doing at least a half hour early. i will pace infront of windows holding the phone wondering when my accomplice will arrive cusing all the while.
example: "where the fuck is natalie? i just fuckin' talked to her she said she'd be here at 7. it's like...7:05 what the fuck! why the fuck can't people just be on time?"
example: "where the fuck is natalie? i just fuckin' talked to her she said she'd be here at 7. it's like...7:05 what the fuck! why the fuck can't people just be on time?"