For the first time in my entire life I was late to work due to Daylight Savings Time. My dumb ass managed to spring forward every clock in my house *except* for my alarm clock.
I woke up this morning, went into the kitchen to get a drink of water, stood there drinking it as I noticed on the oven, the coffeepot, and the microwave clocks that I was already 4 minutes late to work. Cussing, I walked back to the bedroom where my bed is flanked by "his and hers" alarm clocks. I'd managed to forward Mike's, while somehow missing mine.