Time Zones And The Tragedy Thereof

I think it is safe to say that I know at least one person in almost every major time zone in the world. Or at least in the United States. Thanks to the Internet, time zones are something that aren't as hard to work with. That doesn't however mean that they aren't still a pain.

You have to remember how many hours to count backwards or forwards. If you know multiple people, in multiple zones, you have to keep even more acute tracks of things. For those people that live on the other side of the planet, you have to remember extra or less days even. And yet weirdly, someone who is a country away can easily end up in the same zone as I am. It's odd to say the least.

Sure it's to equalize the 24 hour period over the whole of the Earth, but I'm starting to find it quite annoying. Much like I'm starting to hate daylight savings time. Which medical science has proven that DST adds stress on the body. Trying to coordinate with people who are hours behind you or in front of you sometimes seems stupid.

Sure, you can cut out time in your hours, or stay up later, or get on your communication device earlier or whatever your means may be. But that doesn't mean that they can, are willing, or are able to do the same for you. The Internet has thus spoiled us with thinking we can get a hold of anyone at any time, in any timezone. That is mere illusion.