Do (did) you live near a time zone boundry or jurisdiction that observes (or doesn’t observe) DST? What’s that like? Do you wear two watches? Do locals on either side just not bother with the difference and observe the other sides time?
I’ve gone on holidays a couple of times to the Gold Coast and stayed close to the QLD (without daylight saving) / NSW (with daylight saving) border. We just kept our watches on QLD time and made the necessary adjustments mentally where appropriate.
I don’t but I have an uncle who lived and worked in different time zones. He wore two watches, well, actually I think he owned two watches and switched them on the way to and from work.
I’ve got BOTH: I grew up about 10 minutes from the Illinois-Indiana state line, which is the division between the Eastern and Central time zones. This was back when Indiana did not observe Daylight Saving Time. So, between the time Illinois sprang forward and fell back, Indiana and Illinois observed the same time. The rest of the year, the Hoosiers were an hour ahead.
I’ve lived about 40 miles from the Mountain/Central zone border, on the Mountain side, most of my life. That puts us at the far eastern edge of the time zone. For about a year, when we lived on the Oregon coast, we were at the far western edge of the Pacific time zone. Honestly, I didn’t know any real difference. On June 22, it’s still dusk at 9:00 p.m. – when I was a child and DST first started, I marveled at that. Not so much any more.
I’ve known people who travel back and forth between Colorado and Kansas, Colorado and Nebraska, and Colorado and Oklahoma all the time – they go by whatever time it is in their hometown, but when talking with their customers, vendors or whatever, they constantly check whether meeting times are Mountain or Central.
I know what you mean by this, but it sounds like the opening line of a very weird science fiction story.
“Crusaders came over the Border last night,” said Smith, repairing the breaks in the fence. “And I expect Neanderthals tomorrow.”
I don’t live near a time border at all. The only one in Ontario is in the far northwest, west of Thunder Bay. Toronto is smack-dab in the middle of the Eastern time zone.
On the other hand, we are close to the 45th parallel (north), and my father lived in Lion’s Head, Ontario, which is on the 45th parallel.
Garfield226, are the Hoosiers the ones from Illinois or Indiana?
“Well, anything’s better than those jerks from the 24th century. Man, were they arrogant!”
Indiana is the state with the Hoosiers.
I have both, as well.
We live in Utah, in the Mountain time zone, DST observed.
We’re about 6 miles from the Arizona border, Mountain time zone, DST not observed.
Continuing south about 30 more miles, Nevada, Pacific Time Zone, DST observed.
Slight hijack, but it keeps the theme.
At my last job, I was on a plane about 75% of the time. Things you learn:
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[li]Verify meeting times; and you learn to request “PCT/MST/CST/EST” (or the eDt versions, depending on time of year) for all meeting invites.[/li][li]My wife bought me a watch that had two smaller dials on it (it’s wonderful). I typically set one for CST (my home zone), and one for EST (most of my clients were east-coast). I’d move the EST when I was going MST or PCT. [/li][li]Your circadian rhythms never really catch up. I know I’m not nearly the biggest road warrior on the SDMB, I wonder if anyone else ever adjusts?[/li][/ol]
I also live in Chicago, and the Indiana thing always bothered me, as one of my clients is in Indianapolis…goofy Hoosiers and theit non-DST! 
And Sunspace…please don’t mistake we Flatlanders for Hoosiers. We’ll let it slide this time. 
-Cem
Oh, it wasn’t mistaking. It was more like, “I have no idea”.
I remember being rather confused taking the train from Chicago down to South Bend. It appeared some parts of Indiana were on CDT, but other counties close by were not. Takes all sorts I suppose.
I’ve never known (other) Brits say Hoosiers before the band became known over here. Anyway, everyone says it wrong, giving it three syllables, something like hoo-zee-ers rather than Hoo-zyers.
M *and *P SIMS.
I live NW Indiana. Our county observes CST so we are on the same time as Chicago. The surrounding counties to the east, north, and south observe EST. You have to remember where you are going and what tz it is there.
We have friends that their cell phones switch time zones walking from one end of their house to the other. The husband works in EST, the wife in CST. They do have two clocks.
When Indiana did not have DST, I lived in Indiana and worked in Michigan. I kept all the clocks the same and just did the conversion. It’s a little confusing. It took and hour to get to work, but I got home the same time that I left .
Andy would have passed through our special little corner of Hell on the way to South Bend.
Grew up in Dickinson ND…near the Mountain/Central time zone.
No biggie…TV and radio stations from Central zone you would adjust an hour.
It actual allowed for avoiding parental problems…
Say it takes 30 to drive there and want to hang out in the larger town at night. Curfew at Midnight.
Leave the town at 12:30 in the morning…get back in time for Midnight curfew.
I’m in Tallahassee, and somewhere between here and Panama City to the west, the time zone changes to Central. We operate a radio station in PC, so in addition to all the promos having an Eastern tag (Wednesday night at 10) for TLH, they also have a Central tag, or a dual tag (10 Eastern, 9 Central) for PC. Surprisingly, there are not two sets of clocks in each studio. We are all aware of what time it is over in PC. It doesn’t affect me personally, I’ve never been there.
Heh-heh. I was just in Time Zone Hell this past Sunday. I’m from Chicago and was vacationing in Vegas (2 hour difference) and Arizona (which doesn’t play the Time Change Game) on the day the time changed, and I had to catch a flight home! I had no fucking idea what time it was for the better part of two days!
I once had a meeting in St. George, and I flew into Las Vegas (because there are a lot more options there, plus the runway at St. George is plain scary). I was cruising to my meeting with plenty of time to spare, until I came across the sign that said “Entering Mountain Time Zone”. Crap.
I live just east of Chattanooga and the Central Time Zone starts just west of the city, probably about forty minutes from here.
What a fantastic idea! Write it, dude, write it! I imagine a spare-framed, grizzled man in battered cowboy hat and worn jeans and shirt lashing the tattered ends of a chain link fence together, his careworn but serviceable Ford 750 pickup in the background …
Seriously, somebody has GOT to write this!