When I woke up this morning my clock said 8 AM.
I went downstairs and turned on Meet the Press.
I looked at the VCR and it said it was 7:04 AM.
I walked in the kitchen.
The microwave said 8:04. The oven said 8:04.
I shrugged it off.
Earlier tonight I was at my parents.
The microwave said 7:15. The oven said 7:15.
The VCR said 6:15.
I thought I was in the Twilight Zone.
I walked into my Dad's study.
HIs VCR said 6:15.
"Why do all the VCRs think it's an hour earlier?" I asked.
Ah ha! It occurred to both of us at the same time. They moved Daylight Savings back a week this year. The VCRs were on auto time-set but were uninformed about the change. I checked the computer and the computer knew what was up. I watched my dad try to manually change the time on the VCR twice. The stubborn machine would have none of his nonsense and kept switching the time back.