I was pondering this, wondering why I am like this. Then I remembered that I have probably not been late for class ever during my years of school. Back then, it was the ultimate mortification to get in late after class had started. Don’t ask me why, but it was just so deep in me that you DON’T ARRIVE LATE. It seems I have always been like this. Also, I remember having the conception of arriving late being rude.
To then find myself in a country where basically everyone arrives late, and looks at it as it’s the most natural thing in the world, takes some time getting used to. It’s not rude, it’s just “normal”.
What inspired this post, was a poster for a concert. At the bottom it stated: