Here's a curious thing. I just recently flew, so I found myself lurking about Newark airport - something you probably want to minimize in life. Did I have time for a quick snack before boarding? I looked around the concourse - not a clock to be found.
What the hell? It's an airport. You're there for something that is entirely time-dependent. And no clocks.
I really wanted to cause a scene, but the TSA agents were everywhere and they have neither a sense of humor NOR patience for the dramatic.
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