Tempus Fugit

 

If I were a commodities broker, I’d deal strictly in time, and I’d wear a holster, so I’d always have time on my side.  I could charge people whenever they said, “Hey, you got a minute?”  I expect my biggest customer to be watch manufacturers, and the biggest mark-ups would be for those on death row.  They’ll pay whatever you ask for just a little more. 

My equivalent to Fort Knox would be in New York, Time Square, of course.  I’d manage my time wisely, so I always had seconds to spare.  And should anyone complain that time flies, I would take them to a dentist’s office and let them observe for a while. 

The unfortunate aspect of this would be if I had a boss.  I’m sure he or she would look at this and say it was an incredible waste of time.  I doubt I could argue with that.