Useless

It was the second morning of “daylight savings time,” and the change was noticeable. My BF Peter has a doctorate in applied physics, he's an expert, so I asked him, “How do they move the sun?” He gave me one of his patented, blank looks, “What, who moves the sun?” He answered. “Well, yes,” I said, “I suppose the “who” is important, but HOW do they move the sun? Peter can be dense sometimes. “What are you TALKING about?” Peter asked, his head tilted in confusion. I explained, “It’s daylight savings, ya? The sun is different, SO - how do they move the sun?” “They don’t MOVE the sun,” he said, in a smug "I've got a PhD" way, “people set their clocks ahead an hour.” I was stunned - Could it all be a cheap trick? How, (I snorted in my mind) could they get everyone on earth to do THAT? I didn’t argue, but I didn’t set my Apple Watch ahead or my laptop, or my desktop, or my iPad or Alexa - his “apotheosis” was obviously wrong. He’s a new PhD, they just haven’t told him how they do it yet. I can wait. I patted his hand for support. Peter also says that, out there in the “multiverse,” there may be an earth where I don’t have homework. First of all, isn’t it just like a guy to believe all of that “marvel comic” stuff? “So, Superman’s real then?” I asked. He just lowered his head - burn: I had him there. Secondly, can he get me/us to this planet “No homework?” NO. Applied physics may very well be useless. . . Webster: Apotheosis: a perfect example of something **I used this incorrectly on purpose (crossing heart) I swear.