The story · 1981
The story of Snoozatron Flip Clock
The Snoozatron sat on every nightstand, ticking softly as its little number cards flipped over. The clack at the top of each hour was loud enough to wake a light sleeper all by itself. Its snooze bar ran the full width of the clock, so even a sleepy flail could hit it. Nine more minutes, forever.
Kids timed how long they could stare at the minute card without blinking, and nobody ever made it a full hour.





