I spent today at a Boy Scout event.
Most of us are used to the concept of time zones. Central Time, Pacific Time, whatever. You move a few hours up or down depending on how far east/west you are.
Boy Scout Time (BST), however, is a time zone that has absolutely no basis in reality. Here's how it works:
Some guy allegedly in charge sends out an email/phone message/smoke signal/semaphore flag that we will meet in the parking of local church/school/mortuary at 7:30 in the morning.
7:25: Grumpymobile containing Frank, Craig, and I shows up, joining 1-2 other cars.
7:30: Nothing happens.
7:38: Guy who sent email out shows up, makes lame excuse.
7:40: Two more cars show up.
7:45: 3 other cars show up, one forgot something (like a kid), goes back home for it.
7:47: Guy who sent email wanders around trying to do a head count and complains about people being unreliable.
7:48: Single mom shows up, blames her ex for giving her the wrong time.
7:50 Another car shows up. Driver asks if we want anything from Starbucks, then leaves to go get his own.
7:51: Guy who sent email starts calling people who aren't there but had confirmed. 50% of the time he gets voicemail, 50% he wakes them up.
7:55: Person who left to get something from home is back.
8:00 Guy who went to Starbucks returns. Got my order wrong.
8:05: Email guy finally gives up, announces everyone should follow him to the day's activity, discovers he left address at home, calls and wakes up his wife to look for it on the kitchen counter.
8:15 After we all leave, insane parents who showed afterwards call and ask as to come back to the parking lot so they can follow, too. Email guy makes an illegal U-turn to go back, and we all follow him. Because we are morons. And the local traffic cop turns on his lights and siren.
And this is how Boy Scout Time works.
