While I have come to terms with being appropriately late for the Brazilian birthday party, I still have issue with other events. Of course, sometimes you just can’t help it.
However, yesterday we were invited to a barbecue at a friend’s house. Our morning activities just took longer than expected. So it was well past the requested arrival time that we got into the car.
And I didn’t even feel bad.
I figured the merriment would have commenced with the other guests (if THEY were even there yet) and maybe we would miss the appetizers.
Except when we got there, turns out we were the only guests. Ugh. And they were hungry. At least their daughter was hungry.
So while I was OK being Braziliantly late yesterday, I don’t think I’ll do it again.