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The Midwest experience is silently, modestly asking urself, every single day,: “when is that in central time?”
Never asking for clarification or accommodation, patiently doing our duty.
Every Monday I must discover my therapy is at 12 central (which is 1pm EST).
Never asking for clarification or accommodation, patiently doing our duty.
Every Monday I must discover my therapy is at 12 central (which is 1pm EST).
Every time I ask a member of the EST community to ft I know what they mean when they say 3pm. They know too. And it’s never 2pm
Don’t even get me started on LA Instagram lives...
when I make plans with ppl in Chicago it’s like this:
Let’s call at 5 CST?
Oh does 5:30 central time work?
Yes 5:30 at central time works for me!
...we call at 6:30 anyway... we don’t talk about it...
Let’s call at 5 CST?
Oh does 5:30 central time work?
Yes 5:30 at central time works for me!
...we call at 6:30 anyway... we don’t talk about it...
And I get it. When I’m EST, I’m in the vortex too. I never consider Chicago. The Midwest is the collapsed & sealed accordion of this country.
