Twice a year, we change the clocks to daylight saving time. And twice a year, my normally punctual assistant arrives late to work the Monday after we do so. I finally had to find out why.

“Do you have a problem remembering to spring forward or fall back?” I asked.
“Oh, no,” she said, pouring herself a cup of coffee.”What gets to me is staying up until 2 a.m. to change my clock.”