Juanita: What time is it?
Chuck: It’s a quarter to 12. Why?
Juanita: At noon, on the dot, I’m supposed to meet James.
Chuck: On the dot? What if you don’t get there until a few minutes past four? Will you turn into a pumpkin?
Juanita: Knock it off. I have good reason to be on time. I was supposed to meet him at the movies at 8:30 last Saturday and I didn’t turn up until 10 ‘til 9:00. We missed the first 10 minutes of the movie.
Chuck: That doesn’t sound too bad.
Juanita: You don’t know the half of it. The week before that, I was supposed to pick him up from work at a quarter after 5:00, and I didn’t show up until nearly 20 minutes to six. To add insult to injury, James’ boss saw that he was still in the office and gave him an extra assignment to do that night and he didn’t finish until well after 10:00.
Chuck: I can see why he’s pissed off at you.
Juanita: What time is it now?
Chuck: It’s 12:03.
Juanita: Oh my god! I’m late again! What am I going to tell him?
Chuck: Tell him it was all my fault. My incredible charm made you lose track of time.
