Waiting To Fall Back

I once worked at a radio station which was on the edge of the Eastern and Central time zones.

So far, so good.

The state did not observe Daylight Savings Time, so for six months we were, effectively, on Eastern time and for six months we were on Central time.

Ok, still pretty good.

But Michigan was three miles above us and it was Eastern time and observed the Daylight change.

Not so good.

I had to announce things like, “The Boston Symphony Orchestra will be heard tomorrow evening at 8pm Eastern Standard time, 8pm Central Daylight time, 9pm Eastern Daylight time.”

It became touchy when the Metropolitan Opera changed its start time, as this was a Really Big Thing with our audience. We had to get it right, or our @ was grass, and they had a lawnmower. Don’t mess with opera lovers.