{"id":108688,"date":"2017-03-13T12:27:03","date_gmt":"2017-03-13T16:27:03","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/?p=108688"},"modified":"2017-03-13T14:37:31","modified_gmt":"2017-03-13T18:37:31","slug":"daylight-saving-hell","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/2017\/03\/13\/daylight-saving-hell\/","title":{"rendered":"Daylight Saving Hell"},"content":{"rendered":"

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I shouldn\u2019t be obsessed with daylight saving time, but I am. Like a pregnancy due date, a college graduation, or an income-tax payment, I have DST circled in red on my calendar and amplified with exclamation marks.<\/p>\n

A few years ago, it meant nothing to me. I work at home\u2014I can sleep or rise anytime I want, and I don\u2019t get melancholy when the days get shorter. But here\u2019s what I\u2019ve come to anticipate with dread: changing the time on the clock in my car.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s nothing fancy: a 2015 Subaru Forester that I bought used. Although I don\u2019t consider myself a dimwit, I absolutely cannot figure out how to set the clock. Twice a year, when the time changes, I find myself sitting in the car reading the Forester manual or at my desk watching YouTube videos on this subject and still, setting the clock is unfathomable.<\/p>\n

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My Forester has a large central display and, to the left of the wheel, three imposing black levers. To set the time, you have to do an intricate dance with these levers, along with corresponding icons that look like amoebas or the rings of Saturn. Even to get to the \u201cclock function screen,\u201d you must first navigate past the main information screen, which provides access to a dozen other functions. If you\u2019re persistent enough, you\u2019ll eventually land on one that says DATE<\/small>, which means, in classical Subaru, TIME<\/small>. From there, you go back to the three levers and start playing with them, looking for a way to enter the correct hour of day. If you mess up\u2014by taking one hand off the lever too quickly or depressing the wrong one out of sequence\u2014the entire screen goes dark and you\u2019re back to square one.<\/p>\n

There was a time when the clock in my car was correct. After the battery died (because I forgetfully left the headlights on), it was five hours off. I tried every way I could to adjust it, and then, in desperation, I duct-taped a small travel clock to the dashboard and used that.<\/p>\n

When the guy from AAA came to charge the battery, I asked him if he could set the time. This is a man who spends every day under the hood of a car. He took one look at the three levers and snorted, \u201cSorry, can\u2019t help you.\u201d<\/p>\n

I made an appointment at the Subaru dealership. A jumpsuited technician got into the driver\u2019s seat and started to manipulate the three levers. He kept a blank face, but I could tell he was having problems. After about fifteen minutes, the screen said it was January 4035 and the time was 00.15 A.M.<\/small><\/p>\n

He walked into the garage and another technician came out. I did not like this at all; it felt like when you\u2019re suffering from a condition so anomalous that your doctor needs an immediate consultation with a superior. The new guy settled into the driver\u2019s seat, where he, too, became frustrated. I felt like I had to say something, to excuse myself for bringing a car into the dealership to have the clock set and to make them more at ease with the problem.<\/p>\n

\u201cThis is so unusual,\u201d I said. \u201cI mean, I\u2019m not that <\/em>stupid.\u201d I blabbered on: \u201cI actually went to Yale, where I did my graduate work, and I still can\u2019t figure out how to set this damn clock!\u201d My bona fides did nothing to help them set the clock, relax, or commiserate with me, so I shut up. After half an hour, the clock was set. I asked the guys to show me how to do it and they said, \u201cToo complicated.\u201d I left it at that.<\/p>\n

Following this professional intervention, I took the travel clock off the dashboard and glanced happily at the official car clock to check the time. It felt so luxurious. But then it hit me: soon it would be daylight saving time and the clock would again be wrong.<\/p>\n

I couldn\u2019t stand the thought of going through this excruciating process again, so I duct-taped the travel clock back on the dash, where it\u2019s remained ever since. I know that unless my car battery dies, when it\u2019s time to move the clock back in the fall, I\u2019ll be fine.<\/p>\n

I have heard that there are parts of this country where daylight saving time is not recognized. Most of Arizona ignores it, but not the Navajo reservation, which strictly observes it. Having tried to learn the Navajo language years ago I can say that it\u2019s even harder then figuring out the clock on my Forester. After a year of study, all I learned was ya\u2019 at\u2019 eeh<\/em>\u00a0(hello). I know my limitations.<\/p>\n

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Jane Stern is the author of more than forty books, including\u00a0<\/em>Ambulance Girl: How I Saved Myself by Becoming an EMT.\u00a0She is the canine editor of\u00a0<\/em>Departures.\u00a0With Michael Stern, she coauthored the popular\u00a0<\/em>Roadfood\u00a0guidebook\u00a0<\/em>series. The Jane and Michael Stern Collection,\u00a0comprising forty years\u00a0of their research materials, is on permanent display\u00a0at the Smithsonian<\/a>.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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