When we were in tropical paradise, we occasionally watched TV while getting ready for dinner. It was an English-speaking channel, and it would advertise upcoming shows. Like something at 17:30, something else at 22:00. One morning I was out on the balcony (enjoying tropical paradisical bird noises) and my younger son asked from afar,"What's the story with 17 o'clock? and 22 o'clock? That doesn't even make sense, Mom." My elder fielded this one.
"It's Celsius, dude."
"Oh."
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