
I must live in a time warp. Somewhere between getting out of bed and getting to the sink, I gain four minutes. From the time I head down to the stairs till the time I my feet hit the kitchen tile, I’ve lost them again, and then some. By the time I get into the car, I’ve managed to kill another three minutes. I’m late! Hit the gas!
In reality, my corner of the world is not a time-keeping anomaly. It’s just that I have every single clock in my life set to different times, and it’s slowly making me crazy. I never know what time it is, which was never a problem when I telecommuted. Now that I need to arrive on time, it’s a big issue. The 10-minute differential is the difference between showing up calm and composed compared to late and disheveled.
Fortunately, it’s an easy fix. I finally synced all the clocks to the same time. (And am proposing a new clock for the one at work that gains five minutes every time we reset it.) It’s nice. I don’t have those moments of panic when I think I ‘m running late, or when I accidentally kill time I don’t have. It’s turned into (wait for it…) one more way to make life simpler.
So take a moment to peruse your home, car, and work for renegade timepieces. I’d recommend going by your boss’s clock if promptness is important in your workplace. If it’s not so urgent, go by the clock that’s the biggest pain the ass to reset.
Don’t forget to check your: