Time zones

A few months ago, as I was fighting the unavoidable after-holiday-jet-lag, a friend of mine calculated my personal time zone. My mind was to be found in the time zone of Yekaterinburg, it was said.


Today somebody else explained to me that my friend was thinking backwards. Actually, it turns out, if one calculates carefully, my personal time zone is to be found in New York.


Now I’m not only jet lagged, I’m utterly confused about it too.