Today is the day for much of America to set their clocks back an hour. This is called standard time and when we set the clocks forward in March it is called daylight savings time. I call it a pain in the ass. Though there are lame reasons for this ridiculous maneuver, it is just another scandalous way for the government to fuck with our lives. Like forcing us all to have digital television, fasten our seat belts, and pay taxes.
Arizona and Hawaii don’t participate in daylight savings time and several other states are voting to opt out. I play the game somewhat. My computer and cell phone automatically change. I don’t know how to change the time in either of my automobiles, so I will just wait for March to come around. I believe that the owners of most cars I have ridden in use the same method for the same reason. My alarm clock is not important to me as I am retired and don’t really care what time it is. I have learned to mentally compensate for which of my clocks are off an hour.
I have never benefitted from the time change. It generally just pisses me off. Losing an hour of sleep one day and gaining it back six months later does me no good at all. When I was growing up in northern Idaho, during the winter I went to school in the dark and came home in the dark. What did I care what time it was? Once I was invited to an Easter brunch and arrived just as they were divvying up the check. Oops.
But I am so grateful that I am not the owner of a clock store. I am much too anal not to have them all synchronized. I don’t mind compensating for an hour but would go spare with cuckoos appearing randomly, every few minutes.
I am equally glad I am not this guy.
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