True story. . . This past Saturday I set three alarm clocks in preparation for getting out of bed to do my Sunday morning Healthy Matters radio broadcast. It was the start of Daylight Saving Time here in the United States and the broadcast is done live. None of that sissy pre-taped business for me. Oh no. I drag my can down to the WCCO studios in chilly downtown Minneapolis to mumble my way through the show every Sunday morning.
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But with that “spring forward” business with the alarm clock, I’m always worried that I’ll miss the show on this particular Sunday. So I set three alarm clocks.
You know what complicates the adjusting of the clocks ritual? It’s that the clocks are smarter than me. It used to be that before I went to bed on DST Saturday, I manually adjusted all the clocks. But now, most of them do it automatically. The nightstand alarm clock does. So does my backup alarm clock on my smartphone. But the microwave doesn’t. Neither does the one on the watch. So I go to bed not sure which device is going to change automatically and which ones aren’t so I get confused and some of them are correct and some aren’t and holy cow am I going to be an hour late and if I wake up at 3:00 a.m. and look at the clocks some are accurate and some are not and I’m going to miss the radio show and there will be the dreaded “dead air” time on the radio and . . . .
So I don’t like daylight saving time.