I have a hunting buddy in pensacola, I was to meet him at his house at 4, to go hunt, i was 15 minutes late...he was gone...l had to turn around and drive the other 2-1/2 hours back home. and yea, we are still buddies! lol
I got a funny story about being on time. one winter break from college I got a part time job delivering poinsettias into Manhattan over the Christmas season. so I meet with the boss/truck driver when hired and he tells me to let myself into his kitchen door at 3:30 am but don't knock or make any noise and wake his wife or dogs. OK first morning I arrive right on time let myself in quietly and sit at the kitchen table which faces his bedroom and the door is open. I hear someone get out of bed and walk into the doorway naked with their back to me, and I'm thinking this dude has a nice azz till she turns sideways, it's his wife and I'm getting the full monty but she doesn't see me. I'm starting to get scared thinking shes gonna scream the dogs are gonna attack and he's gonna shoot me, she walks into the bathroom without seeing me, I sneak out and come in again a little louder this time, and never told him to this day, which is like 35 years ago. and to top it off his name was Dick Peters (swear to god). luckily the job went well enough and I never had to play the "oh yeah well I saw your wife naked card" hopefully he hasn't moved to FL and joined FOHAF or I'm in for a big oops.
That is funny as hell Nacho :oops
I feel for you. I had a hunting buddy that was always late - every time. I would always wait for him, and I'd always be pissed off. Finally told him what time I'd be leaving for the stand, and I left without him several times. Just not worth the aggrivation!
