Daylight Savings Time

If the title didn’t give it away, I’m here to discuss Daylight Savings Time but it’s not what you think. I’m not going to bitch about how it should be abolished leaving the nights longer (but it totally should). No, I’m writing this because I saw another reminder of it at work.

Years ago, when I worked in the kitchen of a hospital, the supervisors would post a sheet of paper on the time clock reminding people to change their clocks (either backward or forward) so that they wouldn’t be late for the next day. I used to dread Daylight Savings Time for it meant that I would need a sharper eye on my alarm clock settings to prevent yet another tick in my tardy box towards reprimand. It was another point of stress atop a pile of stressors as my life was spiraling towards a deep depression.

Cut to yesterday: I worked my first Saturday as a production assistant on a TV show and the call sheet for Monday had a small box (above the shots of the day) reminding the cast and crew to adjust their clocks accordingly.

The notification instantly brought me back to the hospital and how different these two jobs truly were. As a production assistant, I’ve worked harder than any other job before – sometimes for sixteen hours days – even occasionally turning around to work on another show three hours later at 6 AM.

But working on a Hollywood production gives me an energy that I have never felt before. No hyperbole here; I am finally alive. At the hospital or at Verizon, I FOUGHT against the clock. I hated getting up and starting the day at these places; it put my day on the worst foot forward.

Now, when I see the Daylight Savings Reminder, I’m not angry and dreading the hour difference. No, I’m embracing it for the very first time. Everyone has to deal with Daylight Savings Time* but not everyone hates their job.

At least I don’t.

-Jamie (@GuyOnAWire)

*Clearly, I meant in the states and countries that observe the antiquated practice.

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