Nothing divides an office quite as quickly as daylight saving.
Is it at best a triumphant herald of sunny days to come, or at worst an annual inconvenience we're all lumped with no matter how hard we fight it?
The ensuing aggression on both sides of the debate is akin to any discussion on whether pineapple deserves a place on a pizza (the answer to that is yes!).
Whether you are in the 'love it' or 'loathe it' camp, however, seems to closely correspond to your thoughts on summer. The change of the clock is of course the first whisper of warmer weather. If you don't like the season, you probably don't like the reminder of its rapid approach.
Personally, I hate daylight saving. It is a pointless exercise in futility. The first week promotes that horrible feeling of jetlag, but without the excitement of actual jetlag.
Real jetlag is accompanied by a flood of adrenaline and excitement as you leave your monotony and enter a brave new world. Exploring another country, living the travel dream, and throwing your lack of sleep to the proverbial wind.
Daylight saving jetlag is a counterfeit cousin. Yes, it's only an hour difference, but the adjustment still needs to be made. Waking is made harder, sleeping more fitful and mealtimes are thrown out.
I've hated it more with each year that's added to my life.
I'm unsure on the history of the tradition, why did we first decide to arbitrarily change the time in summer? I do know it began in World War II and it may have been to save on electricity costs. But we are not confined by the same wartime ration requirements, so why have we kept it?
I'd hazard a guess that was a decision made by someone who lived their entire life on the coastline.
I say that as someone who grew up on the NSW Central Coast. I'm as beach as you can get, and I have that healthy year-round tan to prove it.
On the coast without daylight saving, the sun begins setting at the close-of-business. It makes sense to prolong the summer feeling there.
When I first ventured away and moved to Adelaide, I noticed that's not an experience there. Nor was it when I moved out west to Wagga, just over a year ago.
Here, the sun is still shining well into the night, because it takes longer to move across the country. The attempt to save daylight here is simply futile. It is naturally saved.
Changing the clock is just not needed here. So, it seems to me, the decision to implement daylight saving across the state - and much of the nation - was to benefit only the east coast. So much for geographic equality.
If you crave for more controversy in the discussion, well then here it is: To me, daylight saving would be better placed in winter than in summer.
In winter, the sun actually is setting very early and we could all do with a little more natural light as we walk to our cars and head home of an evening.
Setting the hour forward then makes more sense. It would work wonders for our collective health and satisfaction being able to have that extra hour of sunshine amidst the dreary gloom.
Change the clocks in winter or not at all.
Emma Horn is a staff reporter with The Daily Advertiser.