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Thursday, 27 November 2014

What Time Is It In Zimbabwe?

By Dani Ferguson Phillips of The Cataract Club

Let me first state that I do not have a mechanical mind. I can't figure out how to change the batteries in the remote control but this past weekend I made a slightly impulsive purchase. I purchased two atomic clocks, one as a gift and the other for myself.

These aren't just atomic. They are projection clocks that project the time and outdoor temperature on the ceiling. I'm not sure why I thought it would be great to look up at my ceiling and get all this information since the only time I look at the ceiling I usually discover cobwebs and that leads to a whole other train of thought but anyway - it seemed like a good idea at the time of purchase.

Well, the first night I tried setting the clock I soon discovered that there is some pre-requisite college courses needed before I would have sufficient knowledge to set the clock. Astrology I and II and a minor in geography are needed just to get the time zone set.

But after an hour of checking maps online I finally felt somewhat confident that I had the clock and alarm set but just in case, I kept my trusty analog clock plugged in as well.

I went to bed and looked up and just as promised, in a dim red light there on my ceiling, was the time and five seconds later the outside temperature. Yep, it matched the time on my trusty old analog clock as well.

I fought the temptation to look at the ceiling for most of the night and finally drifted off to sleep. About three hours later I awoke to find myself in a new time zone some 10 hours later than the rest of the house.

I have no idea how this time travel occurred but if I don't get it figured out I will have to renew by passport just to go to the bathroom!

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Wow - You must be my doppelgänger. Scary-

LOL. How funny! These "improvements" are lots of fun, but they not only get complicated, they also can be frivolous. I suppose they are forerunners to something else.

Very entertaining....and very close to my truth also.

This is SUCH A delightful tale ! I can relate and I'm sure many others of our generation can, as well. But, on the upside ...if you are ever asked you can speak with authority on the time in Zimbabwe. You never know when that could be useful. Thanks for the chuckles!

Do you make house calls? Our cell phone is six years old, and we just failed once again to figure out how to get it to ring more than twice. The bright side is we get lots of exercise running to wherever it is and arriving too late to take the call.

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