time is absolute. why doesn’t everyone else get that?
it’s on a day like this, when i’m not sitting in front of a giant, red, digital clock that i realize how almost nobody takes time as seriously as we do. when ellen and i say it’s 7:02, it’s 7:02. period.
when, on your coveted day off, you go to latte land on the plaza for hot chocolate and a croissant and you arrive at 7:02 (the sign on the door lies that they open at 7), you’d expect to get served then. but no. latte land clocks actually run on an alternative time, at least five minutes behind everyone else’s.
it is now 7:11 and they’ve supposedly been open for 4 minutes.
so know ye this, when you hear us give the time, it’s the real time. when you ask for the time at latte land, you’re 7 minutes late…and still waiting on your coffee.
boy do i need vacation.
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