Yesterday I took a stroll down to the Parliament building and Westminster Abbey, to take some pictures of Big Ben (which is, random fact, actually the name of the bell and not the clock or the tower) and the cool buildings. I was being all touristy, wandering around with my giant camera.
It was getting late and I had to be at my prospective flat for a viewing pretty soon so I went to check my phone for the time. For some reason my phone would not turn on; it just kept going blank and then restarting. After about five minutes of this, I was getting worried because I wasn't sure how much time I had to get to my very important appointment. So I'm rushing to the tube station, worrying like crazy that I've lost track of time, and getting increasingly angrier at my stupid phone.
I was just about to give up and ask someone for the time when I realized. I'm basically directly under Big Ben. Which has what on it exactly? Oh yeah, A GIANT CLOCK. So I'd essentially been wandering around for ten minutes stressing about what time it was and the entire time, all I needed to do was look up.
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