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Like Robert the Llama Butcher, I'm less than impressed with "storms" around here, especially after having spent five winters in North Dakota (that's how you tell time up there, not by years but by winters).
That doesn't mean I hop into my truck and hit the roads when it gets weathery out, because there are enough nitwits out there already, thank you. But it does mean that I'm at work, because things need doing, and just because it's gonna be a mess later doesn't mean it's a mess now.
Just in case though, there's a blanket and pillow stashed in the truck, and I brought a good book to read if I'm stuck here for awhile. I learned a thing or two over five winters in North Dakota.
Posted by Ted at February 24, 2005 05:53 AMYeah, I came in at 6 to beat the crowd, and I'm expecting that most of the day will see the staff clustered around a window saying "How do the roads look? Do you think they will let us leave early?"
Posted by: nic at February 24, 2005 07:08 AMHaha. We only have rain here. Dad, the snow is supposed to stop tonight, right? I'll prolly call you tomorrow just to be sure the roads in the neighborhood are okay before I hit the road home:)
Posted by: Robyn at February 24, 2005 10:17 AMI spent 5 winters in New Hampshire and I choose to stay off of the roads here in DC because of the people who don't know how to drive in it. Makes me look like a wimp, but I'll be the live wimp with no dents in my car.
Posted by: jen at February 24, 2005 12:23 PM