Ashley Roberts Quotes

I'm compulsively on time. It drives me insane when people are late.

I hate it when people are late, and I hate being late.

I get annoyed with rushing. Then I get in a bad mood - I'm so cranky. I hate being late.

I've seen people, where if they have to wait around the set for three hours, and they call you at the wrong time, and they're not ready for you, some people don't like that.

On time is 10 minutes late.

I'm always late for things and always feel like I'm rushing.

There's no reason, ever, to be late. Or early.

There are a lot of things that frustrate me. I get frustrated when I have to wait at a red light.

I hate people saying anything stupid. I don't really suffer fools very well at all. When people are acting like idiots, not that I'm not guilty of doing the odd idiotic thing myself from time to time, but when people say stupid things, it stresses me out.

Tardiness in literature can make me nervous.

I hate when people don't keep their word or they are late. Tardiness is a big pet peeve of mine.

I suppose I could admire all these slow Seattle drivers for their safety-mindedness, consideration for others, and peace of mind. Instead, I'm a fury of annoyance.

I think I'm the only singer who doesn't have a temper. The only time I got angry was at a music studio when I was made to wait for three hours without being informed about the delay in the recording.

I'm impatient.

Admiral, you have wasted half an hour of my time.

I do not keep people waiting. I will always be on time.

If someone says they're going to ring me at 10 o'clock and it's 10 past and they haven't rung, I'm irritated.

I always feel like I'm running an hour and a half late.

I like to be as positive and as peaceful as possible, but reality says, you know, sometimes you get mad, sometimes you get antsy, sometimes you get aggravated.

A sure way to irritate people and to put evil thoughts into their heads is to keep them waiting a long time. This makes them immoral.

Will you stop counting!' snarled Zaphod. 'Yes,' said Ford Prefect, 'in three minutes and thirty-five seconds.

Even speed, when we are anxious, seems like delay.

Like the trains, she's never on time and always departing.

By-and-large, these are families that are just waiting to get out of here. They are frustrated; I would be, too. I get frustrated at the cash register counter when the paper runs out.

For God's sake bring me a large Scotch. What a bloody awful country.