It's that magical time of year again, when we all stumble out of bed, groggy and cranky, to bitch about Daylight Saving Time. But my peeve is a little different. When the clocks change, most people complain about the annoyance and the sleep disturbance, which are valid complaints. One year I was an hour late for work and didn't realize it until I got there and my supervisor (you know who you are, Saul Ferrer) was all, "What the fuck is wrong with you? I thought you were dead in a ditch. And now that I know you're alive and just can't adjust your clock properly, I'm going to make you wish you were." But my peeve about DST is that people keep adding an "S" where there shouldn't be one. It's Daylight Saving Time, not Daylight Savings Time. Even this article from Gizmodo, which makes a good case for axing this pointless ritual, screws it up.
So maybe the best reason for getting rid of it is that we can't get it right. Also, if Benjamin Franklin really was the first one to suggest DST, this is evidence that even our brightest thinkers are morons sometimes.