There was a herd of highschool girls on the train into the airport. They were heading to Indiana.
“Is Indiana in a different timezone?”
“O my god, it’s so weird, like half the state is in one timezone and one half in the other”
“Can you imagine if your house was in one time zone and then someone else’s was in another?”
(Here’s where it got good.)
Girl 1: No, really! There’s actually a place like that in Australia! One part of the town is one timezone, and then you walk a couple blocks and you’re in another one!
Girl 2 (after pause): You can do that in lots of places. You can just go from Georgia to Alabama and you’re in another timezone.
Girl 1 (not getting it at all): But that’s a really long walk!
(And by the way, a group of highschool girls needs a good collective name. A “herd” doesn’t sound right, but they are more than just a group. A group of highschool girls is it’s own thing.)