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Wrong Way

Okay, so let's start out with a few facts. First off, I get up pretty early on the weekdays. It's a fact I've mentioned on this blog a few times (my favorite is still the time when I got accused of stealing my own car), so if you've been reading for a while, then it should come as no surprise. The other fun fact about me is that I don't use the snooze button. I think I've hit the snooze button something like twice in my life, and both times, it was entirely by accident. I actually remember having to run back to my room to turn off the alarm because I was already up, and I didn't realize that I had hit the snooze button instead of the "turn off" button.

Given these two facts, I have gotten very used to waking up early and I'm not usually late to work. I'm not complaining, mind you, but that's just how things have conspired in this case. It's actually worked out in my benefit, and I'm glad that's how things worked out.

So let me throw two more facts into the mix. I like to stay active, so I usually make myself go to the gym after work (wouldn't you, if going to classes meant cracking up all the time?). This also means that I occasionally leave work late enough for the toll to change on the Bay Bridge (and witness the ten minute rush hour immediately following said change). So, I would often leave work and pay $6 instead of $4 because I crossed the bridge a few minutes before the toll dropped.

Well, if it works for people to change their clocks by a few minutes so that they're not late, why not change my clock by a few minutes so I'm not early? It's not like it would cause me any problems in the morning, since I'm so used to my routine that I'll get to work on time no matter what. I don't use the snooze button, remember? As long as I get up when my cell phone alarm goes off, I'm more or less sure to get to work on time. Sure, I realize that it's a little weird, but I figured it might save me a few dollars every now and then. So, I moved the time on my car's clock backwards by a few minutes.

Now, I actually did this a few years ago, and I'd forgotten all about it. Sure, the clock still has the updated time, but I don't think about it any more. I just get in the car and drive. I wouldn't have even written about it, except for I gave a couple of friends a ride recently. See, we were running late, and we were trying to figure out how late we would be. At one point, one of them looked at the clock in the car, and she got very confused.

I had to explain myself at that point, and you should've seen the look on their faces. There was a lot of laughter. Let's just say that that they were highly amused. In fact, one of them said, "you're the ONLY person I know who sets their clock backwards." That was then followed up by some combination of words that roughly meant, "what the heck?" Then that was followed up by a whole lot more laughter.

Why yes, I am apparently the only person who sets their clock the wrong way. I lead a rough life.
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