So where does the hour go that people lose every spring?
My friend asked me to ask you this. Please offer opinions.
So where does the hour go that people lose every spring?
My friend asked me to ask you this. Please offer opinions.
It doesn’t go anywhere. If your watch is slow but then you set it forward by 5 minutes, have you “lost” 5 minutes?
It hangs out until Fall.
My guess is the Land of Socks. That mysterious place where just one sock from your whole load of whites disappears to.
It lurks in the shadows until fall, where-upon it leaps out to mess you up for the second time in a year, clown style.
It dwells in the misty, cobwebbed confused regions of minds of people who don’t understand the concept of clocks.
It, and all the other hours lost by all of the other clocks in the world, go to staff meetings–thereby making each staff meeting seem hours longer than they actually are.
I probably shouldn’t be giving this away, but here goes:
Not all of us lose it.
That “missing” hour between 2 am and 3 am, tomorrow night, is actually when a few of us get our most important work done. It’s a time when most people simply aren’t there: most of y’all simply cease to exist for an hour. That means there’s nobody to stop me, nobody to witness what I do. I spend half the year planning my actions for that one hour. I don’t know what I’d do without it.
I spend the other half the year, of course, planning for the Fall, when you get the “do-over” hour. If you know what you’re doing, you get to live that hour in the Fall twice, but only the second time counts. I couldn’t tell you how many fantasies of revenge I’ve acted out, how many suicidally dangerous stunts I’ve attempted, how many totally foolish ideas I’ve tried, during the do-over hour. It’s really magnificent.
I hesitate to tell y’all about these, because the more folks that know about the Missing Hour, the more witnesses there are; and I’m sure that if the wrong person hears about Do-Over Hour, some prude will pass a law against it, or even eliminate Daylight Savings Time entirely.
But this is the Straight Dope, and we’re supposed to eliminate ignorance here. I’ve done my duty for the night.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have some preparations to make.
Daniel
I ate it. Sorry.