Earlier this summer Miss Tilda Timeless tendered her resignation from her long-time teaching job at the local elementary school. Thus ended thirty years of regimentation. Each morning the alarm clock rang, then the school bells and buzzers rang off and on throughout the day. When the bell rang at lunch time, she would herd her little scalawags into the cafeteria while she ran to the teacher’s lounge to grab a bite of a sandwich – seemingly before she’d taken even one bite, the bell rang again and she gathered up her charges to go out onto the playground. Every minute, every second, monitored carefully each and every day.
On the auspicious day of her retirement (at which they gave
her a gold watch) she stepped inside her house with a mission. She promptly removed the hands on all the
clocks and watches that she owned. She
smiled and she sang as she rampaged through her drawers, jewelry hooks and
walls – taking down clocks, pulling out watches (some of which didn’t even work
anymore). She carefully unscrewed or
snipped off each and every hand and then proudly hung one 'handless' watch face around her neck to show off her freedom.
I guess you could say that day was the end of time for Miss
Tilda Timeworthy.
"Clock watchers never seem to be having a good time." - James Cash Penney
