Time changes suck.
Mar. 12th, 2007 05:15 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
brinshannaraNot that I mind it still being daylight at 6pm, but my body does NOT adjust well to time changes.
It's 5am, it feels like 4 and though I'm tired, I'm not sleepy.
But it's better than, oh, 2002.
Picture it, Montreal, late March of 2002. I am working as a code monkey/designer for a company that has online casinos. It's good pay, a decent environment, young folks, and not a whole lot of porn, which is, well, good. Our company buys out the company down the hall, which is doing exactly what we're doing, but on a bigger scale.
So we're gonna move down the hall and start working their hours -- 8-4 instead of 9-5.
My first day of work was the Monday after springing forward. So I went from working 9-5 on Friday to working 8-4 on Monday... which felt like 7-3. My alarm was set for 6am, but it felt like 5. It was HORRIFIC. I was essentially comatose the whole day.
At least it won't be that bad now, but still, my body doesn't like it. I do, however, enjoy the perception of a longer day (since when the hell do I wake up before dawn?). Ah, time, you cruel, cruel mistress.
It's 5am, it feels like 4 and though I'm tired, I'm not sleepy.
But it's better than, oh, 2002.
Picture it, Montreal, late March of 2002. I am working as a code monkey/designer for a company that has online casinos. It's good pay, a decent environment, young folks, and not a whole lot of porn, which is, well, good. Our company buys out the company down the hall, which is doing exactly what we're doing, but on a bigger scale.
So we're gonna move down the hall and start working their hours -- 8-4 instead of 9-5.
My first day of work was the Monday after springing forward. So I went from working 9-5 on Friday to working 8-4 on Monday... which felt like 7-3. My alarm was set for 6am, but it felt like 5. It was HORRIFIC. I was essentially comatose the whole day.
At least it won't be that bad now, but still, my body doesn't like it. I do, however, enjoy the perception of a longer day (since when the hell do I wake up before dawn?). Ah, time, you cruel, cruel mistress.
