Daylight Savings Time
I fucking hate daylight savings time. Just as your body clock is ticking along nicely, when the sun is rising as you get out of bed, allowing you to pour your coffee with actual sunlight coming into your windows, you’re arbitrarily forcede to move your clock for no good fucking reason whatsoever. It’s now pitch black as you stumble sleepily around the house trying to find the goddamn coffee filters and feed the dogs.
Then you get into your car, surrounded by thousands of other sleep-deprived assholes as you drive into the rising goddamn sun and wonder just who the fuck thought DST was a good idea in the first place, listen to the bullshit rationalization of the practice, and hate everything and everyone around around you. Planning on waking up on Monday and beginning your exercise routine? Guess what, asshole, now you have to wake up at 5 am. Oh, the clock says 6, but you and your body both know it’s a fucking lie. Daylight savings time is for douchebags.