This Sunday, all our clocks are going to “fall back,” which is to say, we get one extra hour of sleep. This is generally regarded as good news. I, by contrast, do not think this is good news. Because I am a bartender.

It’s not that bartenders don’t love sleep (we do!), it’s that we hate the time change. So-called “Standard Time” is what will happen Sunday at 2 a.m., wherein the body of daylight that we get to experience—already being ablated away as the sun sets earlier and earlier each evening—gets an entire hour amputated in a single night, lopped off by the changing of the clocks. “But,” you might object, “you get that hour back in the morning!” No, we don’t. Because we’re bartenders. We (alongside our brothers and sisters in healthcare and maintenance and whatever else) work nights, a

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