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Tales of the Snowpocalypse - Day One

(Note: Being a reasonably healthy Mid-Westerner, this isn't even a snow I'd normally notice, but apparently the East Coast isn't used to multiple feet of snow at one time. So, in the spirit of my current locale, I will report on the Snowpocalypse as it happens.)

Day 1 - Went into work. Notice that half the office has called out in anticipation of the impending snowpocalypse. No snow as of 0830. Fire up computers and glace occasionally out of the window. Note it's raining approximately 1000 . . .spot first flakes approximately 1100. One of three remaining office mates splits with the first flake.

Continue checking for snow. Finally get some snow approximately 1230. Not sticking. Everyone else at work starts getting nervous (More than one office in my work area.) Remaining office mate leaves at 1430. Keep checking out the window - still not sticking to sidewalks/road. Finally give up at 1600 and go home. 1/2 hour leave not too bad to have to eat.

Drive home is quiet . . . not many cars on the road. Don't see any snow on roads until I pull into the cul-de-sac I live on. Begin to see some accumulation, but I'm at my shelter and am prepared for the snowy weekend. Have photographic evidence of the beginning of the snowpocalypse as I retrieve mail.

With any luck, I'll be able to continue to post how we survive the Snowpocalypse of 2010.

Think warm thoughts.


( 7 howls — Howl with the Pack )
Feb. 5th, 2010 11:20 pm (UTC)
We're not used to multiple feet... and we're not used to digging out every week either!
Feb. 5th, 2010 11:57 pm (UTC)
*channeling my father*

It's good for you. Builds character.
Feb. 6th, 2010 12:27 am (UTC)
That only worked as a motive until I got arthritis.

Now I've got stuff I want to do on the weekends and would like a damned weekend free to do them in.
Feb. 6th, 2010 12:37 am (UTC)
People do stuff on the weekend? Since when?
Feb. 6th, 2010 12:28 am (UTC)
Live on a decently busy road: Traffic reduces drastically once the first flakes are spotted. People begin spinning out as of twenty minutes ago... with the road still visible through the snow. *sigh*. We're drama queens. Seriously. Wanna bet the grocery store is out of TP, milk, and ice cream?
Nah, half the problem is more because the state doesn't have a good or comprehensive program for keeping the roads clean. Nor are drivers actually trained in handling the stuff, so people avoid driving. Not that I can blame them. However my coping method is as follows: Find a coworker that lives relatively close to me, who drives an SUV, Jeep, or truck. Or car with 4 wheel drive. Bribe them to car pool. Go to work even if it snows or is supposed to snow. That is, if I have employment. As for shoveling building character... no, it builds blisters, aching backs, and bruised rears from slipping on the ice that forms where you left off the day before.
My problem's not the snow. It's the *&^!#! ice that comes once the snow starts melting. I hate ice.
Feb. 6th, 2010 12:41 am (UTC)
I know Costco was a nightmare last night. I saw people nearly get into fights because they were trying to fill up before the storm hit today.

The only way I'd have gone into one of the grocery stores last night was if I was allowed to wear my kendo armor and carry both swords. I can imagine the TP and milk vanished before 6PM last night.
Feb. 6th, 2010 12:54 am (UTC)
I don't even want to imagine. Although I was pulling out my best glare at Walmart buying wood pellets for our stove the night before last. Mostly because they kept trying to run me over in order to get to the grocery section. That was two days ahead, I don't even want to imagine it this morning or before the snow started to actually pile up. And yeah... armed and armored is a very good idea. I got elbowed several times in the line because people were packed in like sardines. The oh-my-god, we're going to have snow, we must have groceries! My Dad sees it more as 'if we get snowed in, we have an excuse to clean out the pantry and eat the soups we bought six months ago and never touched'. Just... milk. Which is why you always have a supply of Parmalat hiding in the back of the pantry in case of emergencies. *snicker* Shopping before it snows counts as an emergency, too.
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