Sunday, October 26, 2008
Punky
I was supposed to be up at quarter of 6 this morning so I could do my thing and be at work at 7. Nothing major, just a usual Sunday. Until I went into the kitchen to get my coffee and realized it was actually 7 already. The clock had reset itself prematurely for next week's time change. I called work, then rushed around getting ready. I ended up being about 30 minutes late. So far it's been a normal Sunday, a few straggling check outs, nothing major. About five minutes ago I look down and realize I'm wearing mismatched shoes.
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What?! I thought the time didn't change until next week....
(Word verification: towlspoo.)
(Don't wanna know what that is.)
OOPS! You're right. My clock was set for the traditional change...I corrected that.
Let me affect my best Olympia Dukakis (I'm more a Shirley McClaine): And it's marchin across our faces.
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