Daylight Savings, 1995. I neglect to "spring forward."
At 12:45 EST Tom calls me. I tell him I will be at the restaurant in fifteen minutes. He says he has to go back to work in fifteen minutes. In the nicest possible way, I am forty-five minutes late.
But then Tom remembers Eric works around the corner and turns out, is free for a quick nosh. They have their own first date instead.
This might be why Tom is Eric's favorite person. But that's another story.