Every spring and every fall, when the time changes, I know I miss one clock. So I go through the whole house, checking all the clocks and watches, checking the car, the kitchen, everywhere. This year, I was sure I found them all. Nope.
I just found this spring’s missing clock! The radio in my office (one of 3 clocks I have in a space not large enough to swing a cat – not that I’ve tried, because we can’t have pets at work). I now am on the right time. Everywhere. That I know of.
I basically ignore the clock on my VCR unless I need to record something.
The one that causes me the most problems is the one in my car - I can never remember how to change it, so I just fiddle around with it until I get it right. That’s not a matter of forgetting, though. More like avoiding.