Also, I could never understand this concept of doing or not doing something at a specific time. Those scenes from Sherlock Holmes always pissed me off:
- Watson! I think he is the murderer!
- What?! How did you figure it out?
- The casserole he was cooking had beef...
- And?!
- And today is Thursday! He must have bought it yesterday! What kind of maniac goes to the butcher on Wednesdays?!
...
- Watson: - A-ha!
- Everybody: - A-ha!
- Me: Wat? Was I not supposed to go to the butcher on Wednesday this whole time? Is there a school where they teach which perfume to wear on Fridays and when to go to the butcher?!