I am usually a pretty punctual person. Not like Nathan was, certainly, who was always on time to the minute and couldn't understand anyone who wasn't. (There was a wonderful story told at the assembly in his memory in which he offered to set all of the clocks in John's house to his own watch, which was precisely on time so that John would be on time when he met up with Nathan.) While I'm not as good as Nathan at that, I like to be where I am going at the time I say I am going to be there. Especially for important commitments, like work.
I work at the after school program at a local elementary school on Mondays and Fridays. Most days I get out of school at two twenty, and walk over there, talking with friends outside to pass the time until it gets to be around three, which is the time the elementary school gets out. This past Friday the high school was dismissed at around 11AM, because it was step up day for the eighth graders, who would come visit the high school. A few of us (Philip, Rebeccca, and Marena from the blog, and others not from here) went out to lunch afterwards, which is where these recent two entries' quotes came from. (Can you guess which one I said?) We finished lunch far before I had to be at the elementary school, and I got home around 1PM.
I only got about five hours of sleep the previous night so I decided to take a nap. Aware of the fact I had to be at the elementary school at 3PM, I set my alarm clock to wake me at 2:30PM. I didn't trust myself, though: I double and triple checked it was PM and I hadn't set it to AM. The little light for PM on, I turned the alarm on and went to sleep.
I wake up, and my alarm still hasn't gone off. Surprised I look at my alarm clock: 3:05PM. Oh crap! I run out of my room, grabbing a pair of socks and quickly putting on some shoes. I ran the few blocks to the elementary school, signed in, and hurried up to the third floor where the other staff members were setting up snack or watching the third graders. "Sorry! I fell asleep," I tell one of them, grabbing a few cups to set out on the tables. I was only about ten minutes late, though, so all worked out well.
Mystified, when I got home I checked my alarm clock. Yes, I had set the alarm to 2:30PM, that wasn't the problem. I checked the time: 7AM. It wasn't the alarm: my clock was set wrong.
Sachi
*Note: Actually, it's Helen posting this for Sachi, because I'm her stalker and I try to be like her in every way.
Haha, no actually her computer's just being weird and not letting her post, so I was being all helpful! =D
Saturday, June 7, 2008
Let's Do the Time Warp Again
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