No concept of time.

Today in class, the grader was standing in for the professor, and he was to go over the syllabus and give an introduction to the book of Acts. This is a three hour course that meets only on Monday's so he had plenty of time. After going over the requirements for the course he let out a sigh.
"Whew. I really have absolutely no concept of time whatsoever. I had allotted an hour for covering the syllabus and, well... whew."
A mere twelve minutes had passed since class had begun, five of which were consumed by passing out materials. We decided to forego the break that was planned to go between the syllabus and the lecture and finished an unprecidented two hours ahead of schedule.