The weekend before Daylight Savings Time started (or ended--whatever), one of my clerks Allen showed up for work an hour early. He sat in the breakroom and watched tv, adjusted his tie, cleaned out the pockets of his vest. I happened by on my way to the bathroom.

"Jeez, you're early Allen. Daylight Savings Time isn't until next week, you know," I said, popping my head into the breakroom.

He looked up at me--with complete seriousness--and said, "I know. I'm just practicing."

It isn't very professional for a manager to laugh at one of his employees, but I really couldn't help it.