Not So Happy Camper

Today we had a paper due, was I on time...not so much. Was I happy that I was late...not so much. I hate running into class late, especially when something is due. I am always annoyed by those people who come in to class 10 or 15 minutes late, walk straight across the room throw down their backpack and sit down with a huge sigh. Your body language only says that you are inconsiderate and need a watch . Mind you, I do know that life happens but chronically being late is not respectful (o.k. I'm done).

Well today was one of those days that I was late. I walked into class about 10 minutes late and you could tell by my professors body language that I was not the only one that had been late. A few minutes after my arrival she went into a lecture about being late, what I guessed wasn't the first one she had given in those short 10 minutes. I felt horrible for one that I had disrespected her for not being on time and that I was now "one of those people".

This really got me thinking about my post earlier. What is my body language saying about me. Showing up late most likely with a stressed look on my face and rigid body tells nothing good about me. My professor made a great point that once we are out in the professional field, we can be running in late, we can't let our body language show how freaked out we are or no one will take us seriously!