I wonder aloud, “What time is it really?” The phone does not agree with the stove. So the ‘real’ time it WOULD have been flashes from the kitchen. And the REAL time I have to live by is in my face on the screen. Changing the stove clock can’t be postponed as I tend to do in the fall. If I forget to mentally add the hour now versus mentally subtracting the hour in the fall, I will be late or miss an event entirely.
When I start my car – a vehicle with Wifi and Bluetooth and a whole menu of stuff I am not smart enough to find much less maneuver through – the clock visible on the touch screen will agree with the one in my kitchen. Illogical, don’t you think? My brain will be challenged beyond determining the ‘real’ time. Now it knows it will have to find the seldom-used neural pathway to change the time in a 2018 Buick and do it quickly and smoothly on the first try so as not to overly fluster the owner/operator. ..of the brain and the car.
Last night OnStar remotely unlocked my car. “Are you in a safe place?” the magical technician asked. Would not have helped to fudge and say no when the magician could probably see me standing next to my car in my own carport. But it WAS dark, and there WERE noises among the trees! I wonder if OnStar has the mystical powers to remotely change the clock?