Time Change Plot Bunny

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Not sure who the mismatched lovers are to eavch other, why they share house spoace, but the plot bunny is that one works fixed shifts, into the night, so still comes home at whatever lateish hour... but the other is usually asleep. The sleeper though is having trouble adjusting to "fall back" and is waking up at night just when the worker arrives home. the sleeper, nude or only lightly dressed, is staggering down the hall to the washroom. They collide? See each other? End up in the washroom together?

 

[Carnevil9]

How about a very popular "no-tell motel" that rents rooms by the hour for intimate, illicit encounters? They are so popular that they book well in advance. Nobody arrives before their allotted hour, or stays past their deadline.

It happens to be on a border town, right between two states (countries?) where one uses Daylight Savings Time, and the other doesn't. So on the day after the time change, half of the clients are off by one hour.

Who ends up with whom? Each room is a blank slate for an author, so it could easily be an anthology of parallel stories, each one a merry mix-up with (hopefully) a happy ending of sorts.

 

[Hypoxia]

How about a very popular "no-tell motel" that rents rooms by the hour for intimate, illicit encounters? They are so popular that they book well in advance. Nobody arrives before their allotted hour, or stays past their deadline.

It happens to be on a border town, right between two states (countries?) where one uses Daylight Savings Time, and the other doesn't. So on the day after the time change, half of the clients are off by one hour.

Who ends up with whom? Each room is a blank slate for an author, so it could easily be an anthology of parallel stories, each one a merry mix-up with (hopefully) a happy ending of sorts.

True story. I have lived in a narrow California county named Amador. The upper end of the country, at the Sierra Nevada mountains crest, adjoins Alpine County at the Kirkwood ski resort area. The Kirkwood Lodge on the Kit Carson Pass highway is located PRECISELY on the county line. In Prohibition days, the lodge's bar was mounted on wheels. If word came that Alpine County cops were coming to close down the booze-selling, the owners pushed the bar to the Amador side of the line. If Amador cops were coming, they rolled the bar to the Alpine side. The cops never coordinated and the bar was never shut down. (Amador County also possessed the last active public brothels in the state, as documented in Curt Gentry's LAST DAYS OF THE LATE GREAT STATE OF CALIFORNIA, a wonderful book. Gentry omitted the fact that tunnels connected Brothel Row with the courthouse -- for easy access.)

Move that to this story. The no-tell motel, site of many a third-rate romance, low-rent rendezvous, is right on a state border straddling time zones. Better yet, right on the Navaho-Hopi reservation border, because they NEVER keep the same time. Anyway, beds can be rolled across the line to the other jurisdiction as needed, but with time changes. I'm sure hilarity ensues somehow.

 

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