During five chilly minutes of profound thought this morning, I realised- while peering out through frosty car windows and trying not to hit a tree- that during my "formative" years, the majority of my scheduled events were on the quarter hour versus directly on the hour. I feel this should explain my reluctance to be on the hour to any event, or to be on the assigned time even.
However, in additional defense, my times in France have rather improved that fact- bus, train, metro schedules et al.
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