No Fortitude For Longitude, Part 27
I live in Germany, but I’m British. The previous day, I had travelled from Germany to the UK to visit my mum. She was working in the morning and so we made plans to meet at a pub restaurant for lunch at 2 PM. This place has a buffet that is super popular, so we had to make a reservation.
While she was at work, I pulled out my laptop to play a video game. I kept an eye on the laptop clock, and at 1:30 PM, I shut it down and went to the pub.
Me: “Hi, I have a reservation for [My Name].”
Server: “Hmm, I can’t see your name on the list.”
Me: “Really? My mum made the booking, but we have the same name.”
The server looks around; the place is clearly packed.
Server: “Well, I can try to find you a table, but you may need to wait a while.”
Me: “Oh, that’s fine.”
I suddenly have a realization.
Me: “Wait, what time is it now?”
Server: “1 PM.”
I slap my forehead as I realise my laptop was still on German time, one hour ahead.
Me: “Oh, I’m such an idiot! I live overseas and am still on European time. I’m an hour early!”
The server looks at the schedule and finds our booking is indeed listed for 2 PM, one hour later.
Me: “I’ll just grab a drink from the bar and wait. I’m sorry about that!”
Server: “Not a problem! I panicked for a moment, wondering how I was going to fit you in!”
Time zones are hard, y’all.
Related:
No Fortitude For Longitude, Part 26
No Fortitude For Longitude, Part 25
No Fortitude For Longitude, Part 24
No Fortitude For Longitude, Part 23
No Fortitude For Longitude, Part 22
