An idea past its time

No matter what day of the year it happens, this is the worst day to come in to work.

I hate Daylight Savings Time.

I understand that there’s a benefit in it somewhere, but I’ve yet to see it in my lifetime. All I know, is that once a year, my body perceives that I’m an hour ahead of schedule—I’m at work or school an hour earlier than I have to be. Of course, the night before, I stayed up an hour later than I normally do because I look at one of my many clocks and believe that I have another hour before bedtime.

Needless to say, today, the first work day after traveling an hour into the future, I’m not very productive. Right now, I’m just sort of wobbly and a bit grumpy.

On the other hand, it can’t be as bad as folks in Indiana, who just started observing DST last year. Last year ended their 40 year streak. Now they too, have an annual cycle that features hour’s worth of time travel.

Welcome to an hour into the future!

I know, it’s overwhelming, just wait a few months and we’ll send you back.

Yes, I know it sounds silly to me too, but we all do it. Everyone except Arizona and Hawaii.

Lucky bastards.