I hate lateness. I hate people who are late. There is no excuse for turning up late for anything. I've never been late for anything in my life. I was actually born a week premature, because I wanted to be early for my own birth. Being late is an insult to me.
Money gives me the creeps and mildly embarrasses me. I get paid too much anyway.
It's going to be night of partying and heavy drinking. Or as Charlie Sheen calls it, breakfast.
