
My father stands beneath a clock and draws our attention to the fact that it is
2:50pm, exactly 3 hours before our flight is scheduled to take off. Our extreme
promptness is the product of my mother's concern that we be on time, and we are
taking the opportunity to have some fun at her expense after discovering that
we were too early to even check in.
The joke was on us, as the flight would be delayed 6 hours. We took off
shortly after midnight- coincidentally, about the time we were scheduled to
arrive in London.