Snow and all that the suck that comes with it

Snow.  If you live north of the Mason-Dixon line, it’s a part of life.  It sucks, unless you’re a student, in which case you cheer the falling flakes as you plan an orgy of video games and sled riding.  What actually sucks about snow?  People.

1) Conversation.  If I had a dollar for each “Heard it’s going to snow tonight!” I engaged in, I could almost pay for my drinking habit.  In fairness, I use because it’s easier than other conversation starters.  “You like broccoli?”  “How about that figure skating last night?  It was crazy!”  See what I mean?

2) The news.  The news people get more worked up than a 14 year old boy finding a box of Playboys in his uncle’s basement.  Weathermen froth and twitch as they relay the news of the impending disaster, even though it will in a reality be less than an inch.

3) Drivers.  The problem isn’t speeders or blue hairs, it’s the fact they are on the road at the same time.  Some teenager is texting his girlfriend at 70, passing people on the right, while granny is white knuckling the wheel going 22 in the far left lane because she can see the yellow line better.  It’s getting to be so I can’t update my Facebook page while I’m driving!

I hate this snow.  It’s completely useless.  Then I found out if it’s a level three, I legally can’t drive to work…snow, damn you, snow!  I have video games and sled riding (read video games and drinking) to do!