Time is an interesting thing. Some even argue that time doesn’t exist, but is an artificial construct. Real or not, we keep track of it. Our employers keep track of it. And it is a metric we use to decide how to spend our lives.
But the how we track it differs across the generations.
Time is no longer confined to one appliance whose sole purpose is to track it and chime out the hour.
Instead, it appears every where from our car radios to our kitchen appliances and phones.
What I find fascinating his how different generations keep time. And let’s face it, there’s always one clock that we consider the standard bearer.
For most of us it is the one we use for our alarms. I have an alarm clock. Yes, it plays music, but really all it does is ring at a certain time to remind me I have to work to eat. The digital read out doesn’t actually match the time on my phone.
Some folks have a travel alarm clock. Battery operated, not to run on unreliable electricity and better than a call from the front desk if you want to be on time to your appointment.
There are the holdouts and the hipsters who still wear watches, although a true connoisseur doesn’t abide those new-fangled digital readouts but likes the hour, minute, and second hand sweep.
And then there are those whose only clock is their phone. It even serves as an alarm clock, camera, and a radio and can often found tuck into bed next to the pillow.
I’m not sure if technology has found a way to help us master time or to help time master us.
Until next time.