So I am sitting happily at Starbucks sipping on my coffee I just bought. I thought it a good idea to call a friend, who for some reason I thought was in LA. Not having changed my iPod’s time, I ask him what the time is. 3pm he says. My heart skips a beat, then it stops. O crap I missed my flight, it boards at 2:40 I yell. I hear him trying to say something, but I am in too much of a hurry. Down goes the cup of coffee and yogurt into the trash, and I run my butt off to my gate, only to realize that the local time is only 12pm. I call him back, and he goes, sorry I am at the coast.

Ha ha ha. So now it is back to Starbucks for a stronger cup of coffee.