Punctuality. Mornings. Neither are really my thing (documented here).
Last week I had an 8:30am call with France. My French colleague was politely amazed:
Vanilla! Tu prends l’appel du bureau et non pas de chez toi! Impressionant. Alors la question est: tu es reveillée, mais es-tu caffeinée? Oui? Maquillée et coiffée aussi?! Je note ce moment dans mon calendrier.
Vanilla! You are taking the call from the office instead of your home? Impressive. So the question is: you might be awake, but have you had your coffee? Yes? What, you did your hair AND your makeup too?! I am marking down this moment in my calendar.
Pretty sure he heard my eye-roll across the Atlantic ocean.
Haven’t made it to the office before 9:15 since that day.
#canthelpit
#ireallycant
#morningsarenotmything
I don’t do mornings, either. Sadly, my patient demographic is 65+ years old. Now them? THEY do mornings. And so I leave home at 6 every morning to get to work by 7:00. *sighs*
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Oh noooooooo. It’s 7:35am. I’m still in bed.
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