April is the cruelest month

Prelude: I would like to replace the phrase "pet peeve" with something else. "Pet peeve" is too cutesy, and it does not do justice to the seriousness of annoying offenses. So I will be replacing "pet peeve" with Individual Annoyance Factor (IAF).


Anyway, today reminds me of one of my IAFs. Why do some people get so freaked out about switching over to Daylight Savings Time or back to Standard Time?

Here is a true story:
Once, while I was working at Brainerd High School, I went to one of my colleagues who was supposed to have typed up a list of some kind for me. I said, "Hey, have you gotten a chance to put that list together yet?"
She responded, "I'm sorry. I keep forgetting. My mind is so scattered. I have not been the same since we had to set the clocks ahead."
(Important note: This took place 3 weeks after we had switched the clocks.)
So I laughed, thinking she was kidding. She assured me she was not. Apparently, her internal clock always takes at least a month to recover. So for two months out of every year, she is functionally disabled.

First of all, we change the clock ONE HOUR, not four days.
Second, it always occurs on a Sunday. So when people whine about losing an hour of sleep, who cares about one hour on a Sunday? Just sleep an extra hour. Sunday is a giant waste of time anyway, so give an hour, take an hour . . .

Your internal clock! Puh!


And this has been The IAF Minute.