Let’s face it, I’m a California boy through and through (I tell my friends out here that I’m excited to actually experience a REAL winter, with snow and everything, to which they reply, “Talk to me in about three months and then tell me how you feel.”). I also obviously know more people out in California than I do in New York, and it’s very interesting to try to keep in touch with them. The time difference is especially daunting. I’m used to being able to call someone at any time in the morning because they will be three hours ahead. But now, I can’t call too early, but I don’t have to worry about calling too late because they are three hours behind. Needless to say, this is still a confusing concept.
What still amuses me, however, is when my friends and I leave messages for each other, we still state the time in the various time zones: “Hey, it’s me, it’s 4:30 my time, which is 1:30 your time.” Just in case you forgot, we’re living on different coasts now. I will continue to do it forever, because it amuses me. No matter what coast I’m on.
1 comments:
Well how about buying a pair of boots, and a coat with some fur hellooooooooooo your in the city son.
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