my phone rings...

[wendyzski]

On a Sunday afternoon between 1:00 and 2:00

I pick up the phone and I don't say "Hello".

I say "Hi Josie - how late are you running today?"

(today's 2:00 rehearsal will start around 3:00)

Comments

[tully-argyle.livejournal.com]

*chuckles*
Know her well, do you?

[captaingeek.livejournal.com]

See? You should have told her to be there @ 1. 8-)

[jmthane.livejournal.com]

Today was with very good reason. Finishing up an arrangement of "Jesu, Joy of Man's Desiring" for a wedding we're playing in August and getting it printed out. Took longer than I expected, both working on it *and* printing it, but it needed to be done.

[rowangolightly.livejournal.com]

I understand....

[captaingeek.livejournal.com]

Ah, that makes sense. My apologies.

[jmthane.livejournal.com]

Accepted.

Granted that most of the time, I'm simply running late, but *this* one I was ready for, except for the sheet music. (Time to upgrade from Finale Notepad, which benefit is that it's free but it's detriment is you get what you pay for...)

[captaingeek.livejournal.com]

It happens. I find myself running late far mnore often than I'd like to.

[captaingeek.livejournal.com]

Ah, that makes sense. My apologies.

[aedifica]

Used to happen, the other way around, with my gaming group. Nate lived an hour from where I gamed, at the time; usually I would go to his place Friday nights; then I'd get going late on Saturdays and call my GM on the way in to let him know how far behind I was running.