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Easy path to discouragement, in case you needed one: Have your clock battery run out. Slowly, over the course of the day. The clock will be close enough to on time that you won’t notice it right away, but by the time you’re hungry for lunch, the clock will claim it’s only 10:00am. And that three o’clock hour will drag on for…ev…er. (And if you’re me, you’ll begin to suspect something is amiss when the sun is setting and the clock hasn’t yet hit 4:00pm.)
Not the kind of thing you can plan, I suppose—just one of the special joys of, um, owning a clock. Yeah. Okay then.
Sounds about as nice as having 20 clocks, all of them showing a different time (so you’re never quite sure either).
Ugh, I also have the “no clocks match” problem. But I am glad it was just the clock that had stopped, rather than TIME.
My clock in my classroom used to run backward, which was somehow reassuring.