What time is it actually?

Monday afternoon dragged by and I started to think that it was getting to be the longest day ever. The afternoon just didn’t want to come to a close. Everything was out of sync; the guy who got his coffee on the hour, every hour, went for a refill at 14:38, the lady who leaves at 4pm, left at 14:38.

All seemed right until someone pasted an error log in an email and I thought that they perfected the space-time jump. Then I realised that Windows Vista’s clock was tricking me.

So, for the better part of Monday afternoon, it was 14:38. I’m still not sure why Windows Vista’s clock freezes from time to time, but a quick resize of the task bar seemed to have refreshed the clock and it is ticking away as usual again.