No, I'm not late for a date. Goodness, I haven't had one of those things in some time. It's been since 2005. Yep, three years ago since my last date/excursion/outing. Why, you may ask? Simple. I haven't been asked.
I'm speaking of a different late. I was late for work today. This may not seem as big a deal to most people as it is to me. But I'm the girl that gets to work early. I don't like arriving anywhere late. My whole family is that way, guess I picked up the habit from them. And, IMHO, it is a good habit to acquire. My dad would actually not go to an event, meeting, etc. if he would have gotten there late. We didn't go to church one time because we would have walked in right as the service started. Crazy huh!
Sorry if I step on toes with my next statement: I think lateness on a consistent basis shows lack of respect and honor for others and their time.
By the way, were we ever told what the white rabbit was late for?