Mostly True Memoirs
I Need To Talk To The Manager
I thought that we voted, several years ago, to stop changing the clocks.
But here we are, still changing the clocks.
They said, way back when, that it would take some time to implement the not-changing-of-the-clocks.
But it’s been several years, and there is no word on when this madness will stop.
I predict that I will be jet-lagged and cranky for the foreseeable future.
If that isn’t bad enough, they have gone and changed our trash day.
Which means that the trash goes out to the curb on Sunday night.
It went into effect today, the same day we changed the clocks.
I am not a talk-to-the-manager kind of person.
But this is just too much.
I need to talk to the manager.