A Conversation with Mum about Breaking the Space Time Continuum. Part II
Read Part I here for background.
Mum: You have to put the clock back on Saturday night.
Mum: Would you listen to me, it’s back.
Dad in the background: It’s forward.
Me: He’s right.
Mum: He’s not. You have to put your clock back the way it was before daylight savings.
Me: That’s forward.
Mum: So you’ll be late then for Sunday breakfast.
Me: No, I’ll be on time.
Mum: Not if you stuff your clock up. It’s a bit funny because we won’t know if you’re ordinary late or really late.
Me: God forbid I am late.
Mum: Yes, because we won’t even be there yet.
Me: In some universe this probably makes sense.
Mum: In mine it most definitely does. I’m just sorry for the rest of you.
Me: Aren’t we all.
Mum: So remember to put your clock back the way it was.
Me: Which is forward.
Mum: If you want to call it that.
Me: I’m not calling it that, it’s what it is.
Mum: There’s always someone wants to be difficult.
Me: I give up.
Mum: Always a good look on you.
AND given the fact she’s actually totally right – you’d don’t even want to know the amount of trouble that caused. I will never win an argument ever, ever again.