Top 3 Ways To Celebrate The Time Change
It’s that time of year again, people. This Sunday, we set our clocks back an hour, thus officially ending the sweet Summery nights and kicking off the misery of Winter. If you think I’m a bitter, angry human being on Tuesdays, then you should see me the day after Daylight Savings Time ends. Not only is it dark when I wake up, but it’s now going to be dark when I finish work? WHY DON’T I JUST MOVE TO ANTARCTICA AND LAY ON THE ICE AND DIE? I’m sorry. It’s not even Sunday yet and I’m already feeling the creeping onset of Seasonal Affective Disorder.
However, as a person who always tries to look on the bright side of things (false, I never do that), I’ve decided to talk myself down off this weekend’s ledge of misery with a couple ideas to make the best of the time change.
1. Have a time travel party
On Sunday night, gather your friends together for a party with beer and football and snacks and music. At 1 am, everyone is allowed to say anything on their mind, whether it be a horrible family secret or something mean about their best friend or an embarrassing medical affliction. At 2 am, the clocks get turned back an hour and everyone has to pretend anything that was said within that hour never happened.
2. See if you can get into a bar at 2 am
I’ve tried this every year: pub hop through out your neighborhood on Sunday night, and see if the last bar will let you in (or let you stay) after 2 am when the time changes. I mean, technically it will be ONE AM ALL OVER AGAIN, so you should at least get one more drink. If not, yell “FOUUUUULLLLL!” and storm out of the bar.
3. Leave work an hour early on Monday
Using the justification that you don’t “BELIEVE in Daylight Savings Time,” walk out an hour early. If your boss says, “what the hell, you showed up an hour later like everyone else,” say “I’m sorry, what?” and continue walking.
Wait, what? What do you mean I’m “trying to sabotage” you? I’m not! That doesn’t make any sense! I would only do that if I was super angry and anticipating the onset of the absolute worst time of the year! And I’M TOTALLY NOT!
Have a great weekend, assfaces.