Why on earth would you state one time whilst meaning something completely different, and how are people supposed to know?
Raymond extinguished his cigarette and dropped it into the gutter. He put his head on one side, considering.
I don’t know how you know, now I come to think of it,” he said. “You just do.
He thought some more.It’s like, you know when you invite people over, and you say come at eight, it’s always a nightmare if some...
if a person actually arrives at eight, because you’re not ready, you haven’t had time to tidy up, take the rubbish out or whatever?
It feels quite... passive aggressive, almost, if someone actually arrives on time or—oh God—early?”
“I have absolutely no idea what you’re talking about,” I said. “If I were to invite people to attend at eight, then I’d be ready for them at eight.
It’s sloppy time management otherwise.”
Raymond shrugged. He had made no effort whatsoever to dress smartly for the party,
sporting his usual uniform of training shoes (green ones) and a T-shirt.
This one said Carcetti for Mayor. Unfathomable. He was wearing a denim jacket, paler than his denim trousers.
I hadn’t considered that a suit could be fashioned from denim, but there it was.
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