Cristy, a manager

She tapped her foot impatiently. "Why were you late, John? You were supposed to be here at nine!" she asked, glaring at him.

John gulped nervously. "I'm sorry, Cristy, but I forgot it was Daylight Savings Time." He hoped she would understand.

Apparently, she did. Her expression softened. "Fortunately, none of the movies have ended so far. We'll talk later." She turned and left, allowing him to breathe a sigh of relief.

A couple of hours later, Cristy called him on the radio. "John, would you come to the office, please?"

John became nervous again. He went to the office and knocked on the door. "Come in." He entered and saw her filling out some paperwork. "There you are, John. I think it's time we had a little talk."