“Lose an hour in the morning, and you will be all day hunting for it.”
- Richard Whately
Do you know what day this is? Yes, I already know that it's Sunday; I didn't mean it that way. Instead, I was inquiring in a more general sense. Give up? Well, let me throw this question at you and see if it jogs something in your noggin.
Do you know what time it is? Are you sure? Well if you're anything like me you're probably feeling a bit rushed today; and do you know why that is? Because, this is the day we all have to push our clocks forward by an hour.
That's right, daylight-saving time is upon us once again. And I don't know about you, but for me it's a day of losing my mind running all over the house trying to get all the clocks to read the same thing. To say that this activity annoys me would be an understatement.
I can think of few things other than standing in line at the DMV that can even compare to the absolute futility of saving daylight.
Now, while I know there is nothing I can do about all this time travel, you'd think someone would at least give me a good excuse as to why I'm even turning the clocks ahead to begin with, but no, even that doesn't make much sense.
Supposedly, the reason we change our clocks is because of farmers and how they need to take advantage of all the sunshine they can get.
Now call me crazy but this has got to be the lamest excuse I've ever heard, because let me tell you, I love taking long drives through the countryside and during all that time you know what I've never seen? A cow wearing a wristwatch! It's true, you never see some heifer running her udders off to get to the barn on time now have you?
And you'd think they would be the perfect market for this kind of fashion accessory seeing as though they have four wrists.
Come to think of it; cows don't wear much of anything at all. Maybe I shouldn't be so upset about what time it is and start paying attention to all the bovine nakedness out in the heartland. And obviously it's catching on with the other farm animals too because the last time I checked, Daffy Duck's only wearing a shirt! And that, my friends, is just another reason I'm thankful to live in the city.
But I digress. So, getting back to the subject at hand, apparently we're just going to skip an hour this week, which is fine, but it's just so arbitrary.
After all it's my time and I think I should be given a choice as to what hour I want to lose.
Why can't we put this event in the middle of a Wednesday where it will have a more positive effect?
Just think; instead of losing an hour of sleep, we'd get to dodge an hour of work! And that, to me, is time well spent.
Auburn native Bradley Molloy#'s column appears here, each Sunday, in The Citizen.
He can be reached at lovonian@hotmail.com
Do you know what day this is? Yes, I already know that it's Sunday; I didn't mean it that way. Instead, I was inquiring in a more general sense. Give up? Well, let me throw this question at you and see if it jogs something in your noggin.
Do you know what time it is? Are you sure? Well if you're anything like me you're probably feeling a bit rushed today; and do you know why that is? Because, this is the day we all have to push our clocks forward by an hour.
That's right, daylight-saving time is upon us once again. And I don't know about you, but for me it's a day of losing my mind running all over the house trying to get all the clocks to read the same thing. To say that this activity annoys me would be an understatement.
I can think of few things other than standing in line at the DMV that can even compare to the absolute futility of saving daylight.
Now, while I know there is nothing I can do about all this time travel, you'd think someone would at least give me a good excuse as to why I'm even turning the clocks ahead to begin with, but no, even that doesn't make much sense.
Supposedly, the reason we change our clocks is because of farmers and how they need to take advantage of all the sunshine they can get.
Now call me crazy but this has got to be the lamest excuse I've ever heard, because let me tell you, I love taking long drives through the countryside and during all that time you know what I've never seen? A cow wearing a wristwatch! It's true, you never see some heifer running her udders off to get to the barn on time now have you?
And you'd think they would be the perfect market for this kind of fashion accessory seeing as though they have four wrists.
Come to think of it; cows don't wear much of anything at all. Maybe I shouldn't be so upset about what time it is and start paying attention to all the bovine nakedness out in the heartland. And obviously it's catching on with the other farm animals too because the last time I checked, Daffy Duck's only wearing a shirt! And that, my friends, is just another reason I'm thankful to live in the city.
But I digress. So, getting back to the subject at hand, apparently we're just going to skip an hour this week, which is fine, but it's just so arbitrary.
After all it's my time and I think I should be given a choice as to what hour I want to lose.
Why can't we put this event in the middle of a Wednesday where it will have a more positive effect?
Just think; instead of losing an hour of sleep, we'd get to dodge an hour of work! And that, to me, is time well spent.
Auburn native Bradley Molloy#'s column appears here, each Sunday, in The Citizen.
He can be reached at lovonian@hotmail.com
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