Saving the Wrong Daylight

Right now, I'm getting ready to go home in the dark. Thank you, daylight savings.

I'd be grateful for getting to sleep in on a Sunday, only I always sleep in on Sundays.

For those of you who get up with the sun to fetch fresh eggs and harvest a mess o root vegetables, say, farmers without headlights on their machinery or back-to-nature types living in a yert, I guess daylight savings is worth it. But as far this city slicker is concerned, we're saving the wrong daylight.