Why does it seem like Daylight Savings Time sneaks up on
you? I also think it moves
around unnecessarily. I think it
is some type of horrible government trick to mess with your body clock and your
routine.
First, my body/mind is used to getting up at a certain time
during the week and when I try to mess with that it takes a time to
adjust. So I now I am actually
going to lose a couple of weeks of personal efficiency, same in the fall. Basically speaking, DST gives me a
month of mental confusion within the year. Obviously, I create my own mental confusion but it isn’t
forced on me by a mandated clock change.
Second, if DST is so important, why doesn’t everyone
participate? What is so special
about Arizona? Are they smarter
than the rest of the country or just lazier? My point is, if DST was really necessary, everyone would do
it. It’s not like Arizona is on
its own latitude and getting so much more daylight already. Not to mention how Arizona is giving
the big screw to the rest of the country for half a year by refusing to
conform. I wonder how it works for
television shows there? Are the
live shows on time or an hour off?
Third, let’s talk about the money that is wasted dealing
with DST. Someone has to change
all those clocks, and that takes time (ha!), which costs money. Those huge clocks you see on sides of buildings
and in stations need to be changed because the public depends on those
clocks. Think of all the many,
many offices and classrooms around the country that have to manually change the clocks. If they are anything like my
old company, the clocks stay the same for a few months giving the workers a
slight panic attack they may be late for an important meeting. Kudos to the companies thinking ahead
and getting digital or radio controlled clocks. Won’t help out during a power outage, but definitely a plus
for DST.
Lastly, it is a pain for me. It took me years to figure out if my clocks move
forward or back. “Spring forward”
makes just as much sense as “spring back.” Someone told me you are looking forward to summer in the
spring and you want summer back in the fall. This was far too wordy for me to commit to memory and I
think the summer is too hot and really don’t look forward to it. I finally came up with an alphabetical
solution. “Fall” comes before
“spring” in the dictionary and “back” comes before “fall.” Therefore, Fall-back, Spring-forward. Seems easier although a bit
nerdier.
Still a pain is actually changing all the clock items I have
in the house. I can’t stand doing
this. I have been known to just
leave the clocks alone as long as I can, which can be a surprisingly long
time. My cell phone automatically
updates so I usually rely on that time.
When I do decide to change the clocks, I don’t get super perfectionist
about it like my friend, Kerri.
She has to have all the clocks exactly the same. If she could do it to the exact second
I know she would because she comes pretty close. For example, she changes the clock on the microwave and has
her finger on the START button as soon as the minute changes on her phone. She does this with each clock she has
in the house. It must take
as least 60 minutes.
I do get obsessed with certain things, but getting the exact
time is not one of them. In
fact, I refuse to even have the time show on my microwave and my oven time
stays whether it is DST or not. I
actually do change the wall clock and my bedroom clock when I get around to
it. I just forward them an hour,
if a couple of minutes get added, that is ok. All my clocks have a different minute times. It’s like cheap time travel.
Changing time on electronic device, such as my blue ray
player or TV can be easier depending how I actually set up the system in the
first place. Here is my issue,
when I set these up I wasn’t sure if I was in DST or not. At any rate, I always have to change at
least one of them.
DST should happen on a Saturday so you have a couple of days
to adjust. Also helps out everyone
going to church so they won’t be late.
Or early, depending on whether they set their clocks to the wrong time
the night before…
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