Retrophobic

A quick converstation this morning between me and a guy I work with. Note: I was supposed to be in at six and I did indeed make it there at six.

Guy: This day is just dragging on. Probably ’cause I’ve been here since four.

Me: Four?? What were you doing here an hour early?

Guy: I forgot about the time change. I thought it was tonight.

Me: TIME CHANGE?! *frantically looking for a clock* Wait, what time is it really?!

Apparently, technology is awesome, and my phone automatically adjusted itself at two a.m. like it’s supposed to. My alarm went off at the new time, I had had an extra hour of sleep without knowing it, and when I glanced at my wall clock while getting dressed… I guess I only glanced at the minute hand!

This is all probably a good thing because I always stress about time change. Wait, that was today, right? Did I look at the clock I actually changed? CRAP, what if I’m the only idiot in the world who changed their clock and it’s really NEXT WEEK??