Today I hate the clock outside of Sports Authority on Broadway. Now, I'm a big fan of ornate public clocks (especially clocktowers like our neato Daniels & Fisher Tower on 16th Street Mall), but it's sort of a rule of mine that they have to tell the correct time and not be perpetually stuck at, say, 6:21. Broken clocks, no matter how pretty, plunge me into anger and despair.
I took this photo at 12:46. As far as you know.