Elaine Smith Writes

Anything She Wants

Do you know what time it is?

I’m not sure you do.

Too many clocks.  Too many different settings.

In case you forgot, last night—Saturday—or, really, some time this morning—here in the U.S., we were supposed to set our clocks back to accommodate the switch from Daylight Savings Time back to Standard Time.

I went around and did it yesterday afternoon since I had nowhere I had to be later Saturday in a timely manner.  In other words, other than any possible TV shows I might want to watch, it didn’t matter to me what time it was.

There are people who don’t bother.  They use their computers and their cell phones—devices that are supposed to change automatically.  My problem with that is that I have noticed that the phone companies don’t always change the time until Monday.  The subways never did.  And the computer. . .well, let’s just say my trust level is low.  I was unduly influenced, perhaps, by HAL in 2001: A Space Odyssey.  Or by the Blue Screen of Death.  It doesn’t bode well for any chance of me turning the driving over to a computerized car, does it?  My PC may change back to Standard Time on time, but, you know, my Palm Pilot changed about two weeks ago.  I guess it never got the message about the new, extended Daylight Savings Time.

Anyway, there are the clocks that changed automatically and the clocks that are going to change automatically but haven’t yet and the clocks you changed manually and the clocks way up high on a shelf that you forgot to change and the clocks you changed manually but accidentally mixed up the AM and PM and the clocks that are off anyway because the power went out for twenty minutes last Tuesday and the wristwatch in the back of the drawer and so on.

To say nothing of your body clock which is going to have you waking up at 4 or 5 am for the next few days no matter what the other clocks say.

Good luck with all that.