Daylight savings


I hate daylight savings time.

It makes no sense. It doesn’t actually change the amount of daylight we have, it only changes when the daylight occurs.

A blogger I read a long time ago said it was like cutting off your head, standing on your head and calling yourself taller.

It really says quite a bit about us as a species though. About our hubris. See the daylight happens whether we’re up or not. But we Americans have decided that we don’t like to be up at 5 a.m. So we change the clocks so the daylight happens when we want it to happen. We change the day to suit ourselves, instead of changing ourselves to suit the day.




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1st shift work Saturday MANDATORY!

He knocked lightly on the door of the manager’s office.

“Yes?” the manager said.

“I’m not going to be in on Saturday.”

“Why not?”

“I have plans.”

“Like what?”

“Like not being here.”

“It must be nice not having to worry about keeping a job.”

“It is, everyone should live this way.”

“So, what … are you ridiculously rich or something?”


“Then why work at all?”

“Because money is nice sometimes too.”

“But I thought you said you were rich?”

“I am. Not all riches are dollars.”

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