Two Timing

(I’m waiting on the front step for my driving instructor for my last ever driving lesson. I have a 12:30 appointment so I’m sure he’ll be here any minute. Come 1 pm, he’s still not here, so I decide to call him to make sure he’s okay and that a student hasn’t crashed the car.)

Me: “Hey [Instructor], it’s [My Name]. I was wondering where you are?”

Instructor: “What? Why? Your appointment’s at 2 pm.”

Me: “That’s not what I have in my calendar… I was told I had a 12:30 appointment.”

Instructor: “Well, don’t call and yell at me about it! I just pick up the schedule at the beginning of the day, and it says 2 pm!”

Me: “Okay, I understand. It was the school’s fault. I just wanted to make sure you weren’t in an accident.”

Instructor: “2 pm! I’ve never done my job incorrectly; I do it by the book! I would call you if we got in an accident! I’m a professional. I would call you! Don’t yell at me about this! I just follow the schedule!”

Me: *taken aback and wondering how he’d call me if he ended up dead from a crash* “Okay! Thanks for letting me know! I’ll be waiting at 2 pm!”

(He did come at 2 pm, but I still swear to this day that I was told 12:30 when I made the appointment. As a bonus, he said things during “teaching” such as “You gotta stop for people in the crosswalk. I know it’s a pain, but I legally gotta tell you that,” and when he drove away from my house for the last time, he didn’t even put his seatbelt on.)