Y’know how in advertisements, all non-digital clocks or watches are set for 10:10 or (less often) 2:50? So that you get the hands open, pointing up, inviting, waiting for your money (or whatever the advertisement is trying to suck out of you) to drop lovingly into that clock-face cusp? And knowing that, does it ever weird you out to look at a clock in real life and see that it’s 10:10 or (less often) 2:50, and then to ponder what you’re life is advertising, and who or what is looking at you while it does it? You don’t? Oh. Well. Never mind then.