I will admit to sometimes being a little bit Red Queen-ish.
Because there are days now when I drive farther than Mr. Logo sometimes I use the more gas-efficient Camry but on days when I am closer to home then I drive my Rav. Consequently, over the last month, I had set the clock in both cars to the correct time... obviously.
So yesterday I got to the bus stop at 7:05am and hopped out because my bus is scheduled to drive through at 7:09am. It was cold, and I stood shivering for a while before asking another waiting bus passenger the time and they said, "7:05."
At that point I realized Mr. Logo had to die, or at least suffer a great deal.
He had reset the clock 5 minutes fast and therefore I had been standing in the cold for 5 extra minutes.
I cannot find legal precedent yet, but I am fairly certain that is grounds for something dire.
After standing in the freezing wind for 10 minutes I finally boarded the bus which was ALSO cold.
I was also very tired, but I was afraid to drift off for fear that I might die of hypothermia.
It was tragical, clearly.
When I related the details of my morning to Mr. Logo~ he laughed. In fact, he laughed really hard. I'd like to believe that is because I am a comedic genius with incredible delivery but I fear it might also indicate he is slightly evil and takes pleasure in the misfortune of others.