So why is the Wimbledon final at 4 p.m.? Because it’s a sweet spot that nobody loves but everyone accepts. It’s the awkward cousin at the family reunion who shows up late but brings the best wine. You can’t change it, and honestly, you don’t want to.
Next time you’re grumbling about the time, just remember: it beats watching at midnight. And the strawberries will still be there, whether you eat them at breakfast or lunch. Just don’t forget the cream.
