As most people are aware, British Summertime started yesterday and the clocks went forward one hour, at 1am Sunday morning. This event reminded me of an SC I encountered once at that time. XD British Summertime Man came to the petrol station at five minutes past ten on the Monday after the clocks went forward. You'd assume, right, that no-one could possibly spend an entire day not knowing that the clocks went forward? Well, you'd assume wrong, as BSM rocked up at the petrol station at closing time, but he thought it was actually nine and I was closing early.
BSM: *drives up to the cones. Stops. Moves cones, drives into forecourt.*
Me: *currently locking up the last pump.*
BSM: What? Why are you closing this early?
Me: *checks watch, yup, it's indeed ten. In fact, it's five past.* It's five past ten, we always close at ten cept on Sundays.
BSM: Actually, it's nine o'clock for your information. You can't close this early, so you have to let me get my petrol.
At this point, it struck me. Surely this guy couldn't have had the fact that the clocks went forward on Sunday pass him by?
Me: Um, the clocks went forward yesterday morning.
BSM: I don't believe you, you're lying just so you can close early. I'm going to complain to your manager about you unless you let me in.
Me: I'm sorry, but we're closed.
At that point, BSM drove out with a bad tempered squeal of tires. I wasn't worried about his threat to tell my manager, as my manager is a decent person and would take my side, seeing as it would be quite easy to find out that I was speaking the truth. So I left her a note about BSM telling her exactly what had happened.
The next day, I also talked to my manager about BSM, who, amazingly, hadn't carried out his threat to make a complaint about me. I figured that he'd told his other half of his plans to do so, only to receive a reply of "You pillock, she was telling the truth!" XD
Even years on, it still strikes me as amazingly stupid that someone could be unware that the clocks went forward nearly two days after it happened.
BSM: *drives up to the cones. Stops. Moves cones, drives into forecourt.*
Me: *currently locking up the last pump.*
BSM: What? Why are you closing this early?
Me: *checks watch, yup, it's indeed ten. In fact, it's five past.* It's five past ten, we always close at ten cept on Sundays.
BSM: Actually, it's nine o'clock for your information. You can't close this early, so you have to let me get my petrol.
At this point, it struck me. Surely this guy couldn't have had the fact that the clocks went forward on Sunday pass him by?
Me: Um, the clocks went forward yesterday morning.
BSM: I don't believe you, you're lying just so you can close early. I'm going to complain to your manager about you unless you let me in.
Me: I'm sorry, but we're closed.
At that point, BSM drove out with a bad tempered squeal of tires. I wasn't worried about his threat to tell my manager, as my manager is a decent person and would take my side, seeing as it would be quite easy to find out that I was speaking the truth. So I left her a note about BSM telling her exactly what had happened.
The next day, I also talked to my manager about BSM, who, amazingly, hadn't carried out his threat to make a complaint about me. I figured that he'd told his other half of his plans to do so, only to receive a reply of "You pillock, she was telling the truth!" XD
Even years on, it still strikes me as amazingly stupid that someone could be unware that the clocks went forward nearly two days after it happened.
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