That's on them.
I have one true pet peeve, and that's being late. For the most part, I don't mind if others are late (well, to a degree), but I hate being late.
A former COO I worked with, who was military all the way, would say 'if you're on time, you're late'. I'm not sure I'm that bad, but I got his gist.
So yesterday, I was hosting a 07:00 webinar, but it was still 06:25 and I was still at home. I still had to take out the garbage, etc.
710 was a love when I asked him to do it.
The problem arose when both "our" cars were out of the garage. Over the weekend, a skunk sprayed the outside of the garage and everything inside smelled, including his car. "My" car was a loaner from the dealer, as mine is actually being fixed.
The loaner is just slightly bigger than my current one. It turns out - size does matter.
With 710's car out, I had less maneuvering room - which pitted house against car.
The house won.
I know you think that white is the reverse light. It is / was not. It had red plastic all around it. Had. Past tense. What you don't see is the scrape on the car too. Fuck me gently with a chainsaw, Heather.
But.........I wasn't late. I was just cranky the rest of the day.
This served me well to deal with people who needed, let's say to be dealt with a firmer hand.
However, the joke was on me. Upon getting to the loaner in the parking garage, I had a ticket. The car was not displaying my hang tag from the rear view mirror, as I left it my actual car. Mind you - there have been dozens of times over the last five years where that thing isn't hanging and not one ticket.
Granted, I can appeal this, and no doubt "win", but it was just the cherry to the day. I actually did laugh. Sure, it was an evil henchman laugh, but a laugh nonetheless.
Then after the dog walk, there was this.
Honestly, I almost never drink during the week, but it seemed to call for it. ....and I answered that call.
I'll deal with the car dealer later this week.
Song by: R.E.M.