MexiCanadian

I have never been an exceptionally punctual person and my parents, teachers, and employers have often reminded me that this is a characteristic I should strive to erase if I’d ever like to succeed in “the real world.” One of my New Years’ Resolutions was to be on time more often and I’ve come to realize that in Mexico (with few exceptions) nobody gives a crap if you’re a few minutes late. In fact, sometimes when you’re five minutes late, you’re actually 15 minutes early.

So after arriving to my kickboxing class 10 minutes late for the third class in a row, my friend Karla said to me, “Sarah, estas diez minutos tarde! Eres casi mexicana! (Sarah, you’re ten minutes late! You’re practically Mexican!). This is the best compliment I have ever received, and this basically means that I have no choice but to stay here forever. A culture that appreciates cheese AND tardiness?

Sign me up.