There was this guy who was a regular guy who lived a regular life
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Got up 7:30 every morning
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Had the same breakfast
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Kissed the same wife goodbye every morning
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Went to the same office
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Came home Monday through Friday
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On Saturdays, he played with the children
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Did handywork around the house
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Sundays, he took the family out on the station wagon to the suburbs
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And there, they looked at the houses and the trees, the billboards,
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the gasoline stations, and the railroad crossings
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And his life might have gone on like this forever
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Except one night, something strange happened to him
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You see, he went to bed at 10:30
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And some of his friends stayed up later
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And one of them, closing up a place that closed at two in the morning,
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decided to call this «regular liver»
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And said, «What time is it?», on the telephone
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When he woke up and he said, «Who's this? |
Who’s this? |
It’s, it’s,
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it’s two o’clock in the morning, it’s no time to call. |
Bye!»
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But the practical joker called every night, two o’clock in the morning
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He did this for two weeks
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Friend said, «Who is it? |
Stop!»
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Finally, after two weeks, the practical joker lost interest in the joke and did
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stop
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Then came two o’clock and the phone didn’t ring
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So he woke up
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«Why isn’t the phone ringing?»
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He discovered that the only way that he could go back to sleep was to say, «What time is it?»
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Look at his watch and say, «two o’clock»
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And he could sleep
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He did this a couple of nights until he began to think:
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«It's two o’clock where I am
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What time is it in New York? |
Or in Hollywood?
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Or in London? |
Or Hong Kong? |
And Cairo?»
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He didn’t know
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So the next day, he went out and he bought himself some clocks
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He got clocks from all over and he put them all over the walls
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And the time was there
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He knew what time it was everywhere that counted
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And this made him feel comfortable
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He became so interested in time that he got little egg timers and gave them
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away as presents
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He read about time in, in books
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Sidereal time: time way out in the universe
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He knew what time it was on Arcturus and the Pleiades and the Milky Way
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One night, though, at two o’clock in the morning, the light wouldn’t go on;
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the fuse had blown
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But suddenly, he realized he knew what time it was without even looking
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Not only in the important cities of this world, but in the entire universe
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And naturally, began to brag a little the next day
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He told people, «I know what time it is»
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And they tested him and he did know
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The Administration had changed at this particular time and they wanted to save
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money
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So they got rid of all their astronomers, all their telescopes, their weights
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and measures
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And they put this man in Washington in a little room
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Where he sits to this day, simply saying:
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«BEEP. |
The time now is…» |