Raoul and Rupert do me in again...

Yesterday, November 8, 2008, *Raoul and *Rupert do me in again.

I was supposed to be teaching an aerobics class at 9:30 a.m., and I thought that leaving at 8:45 a.m., or even 8:50 a.m. (I needed an extra five minutes to take care of some emergency banking). We would be fine...

I didn't factor into the fact that Rupert was going to go to Tim Horton's and order a cafe mocha and also two breakfast sandwiches...

And not only did we need to go to Tim Horton's... We had to go to a Tim Horton's that was out of the way, because it wasn't on the way to the highway, or on the way to the school.

So, in retrospect, the extra five minutes I took wouldn't have really mattered, because we lost about 10 minutes at Tim Horton's waiting for the breakfast sandwiches.

In my opinion, when you start not being able to be responsible with your friends, that's a problem. I understand that boyfriends come first, but if you can't get that in check so that your friend(s)'s important engagements are kept... I think it's a problem.

So, as I thought... Rupert is a spoiled princess diva who doesn't care about anyone else but himself.