In anticipation of the impending November 7, 2010 change back to Pacific Standard Time, I am reminded of a former co-worker of mine back in the days before I became a public servant in the field of middle school mathematics education. This guy, whose name was Steve, used to prepare weeks in advance of the time switch back in the fall of every year by waking up an hour earlier than was necessary in order to acclimate his body and mind to the upcoming one day loss of an hour of sleep. That was just the kind of person he was. He also bought in to the whole civilization is going to come to an end at midnight on New Year’s Eve 2000 scare so much so that he stockpiled water, batteries, food, along with a frightening quantity of guns and ammunition in his backyard bunker. Better safe than sorry, I suppose.
The only thing that I knew of that didn’t survive into the 21st century was my family’s beloved pet parrot Columbus. He lived to the age of 25 when we decided to have him euthanized on January 1, 2000. I guess he wasn’t Y2K compatible.