late, late, late

I couldn't be on time to anything if you paid me! And that is exactly what my job does. They pay me to be at work...on time, would be nice. However, I just can't seem to do it. Part of the problem is...no, it's just me. Being me. I'd like to blame my parents. It seems the cool thing to do, be my age and blame your parents for everything. So, mom, dad, I blame you for my chronic lateness. There. I do feel somewhat better!