Anybody Got the Time? It’s a 6.

No one appeared to be older at the end of the day; I certainly felt no older or worse the wear; I  marked the date on the calendar, this is one message from the Universe I won’t ignore.

I walked past the kitchen several times over the course of the day, you know, to peek in – was it still happening, was time still advancing, on this, the event to go down in company history as the “Valentine’s Day Space/Time Continuum Massacre”.

“Oh, my God, you’ve got to see this, the clock in the kitchen, it’s going crazy!”

Laughter spilled from my co-worker’s mouth, “no, really, you’ve got to come see this“.  I followed Em into the office kitchen.

I stared at the clock on the wall, grabbed my cell phone and stood looking up at the wall clock whose hands were way busier than they should be.