Saving seats is regular occurrence in my life. I am frequently late when attending‚Ä¶ well‚Ä¶ anywhere. I don‚Äôt really like being late and am currently trying to change this bad behavior but that is a whole different blog in itself. Usually, my friends are kind enough to save me a seat.
Occasionally a friend or relative will ask me to save them a seat when we are meeting somewhere like at the movie theatre or at church. I usually don‚Äôt mind doing this because often times I am the one asking them to do the same for me, but I will admit that sometimes it is awkward when the place you are meeting at is packed with people and several people ask you ‚ÄúIs anyone sitting here?‚Äù, or ‚ÄúAre these seats taken?‚Äù
I consider myself very prompt and always arrive early. I don‚Äôt know how I acquired this habit, maybe because my wife rides me like a borrowed mule to get going because if we are late then there will be no place to sit. Or, it could be that I like to make a statement when I arrive like, ‚Äúthis guys on time‚Äù, something like that. Or how about I want the best seat possible‚Ä¶