So we here in Richmond, and all the way up the coast, are settling in for a heavy snowstorm. We won’t have a blizzard here, but they are talking about enough snow to bring us to a full shutdown. I sent an email off to my new boss that since I have a Jeep, and he has a Jeep, and we both know how to drive in the snow, that if he’s in the office on Monday, I’m in the office on Monday, regardless of what is on the ground. I mean, first day of the new job, and all that.
Yesterday morning, I woke up happy and excited, which is not a state I can remember being in for quite a while. I will miss the team at Large Financial Company in Richmond, but my workload has been diminishing for weeks, and I was mostly bored and wanting to be anywhere but there for at least half the day. My new job promises to keep me so busy I won’t have time to notice what color the sky is that day. Plus, it’s writing. Tech writing. Really tech writing. I think my comment to my manager at LFC was “Geez, these people sure put the ‘tech’ in ‘tech manual’.” So I get to reach back into the part of my brain that learned how to program in C++ and Java, and remember all about strings and parameters and syntax.
Did I remember to tell you that there’s a Waffle House on the way to work? Mmm, waffles for breakfast. I’m going to put the number on speed dial on my cell.
So it’s currently raining in Richmond, and about due to turn into snow sometime this afternoon. I’m having dinner with Heidi and the family tonight after an absence of, um, a month or six weeks. I’ve forgotten. It’s been too long. And tomorrow, I’m supposed to babysit for Sarah and Larry while they go see Harry Potter at the local IMAX. This will be their third attempt. The first time, the show was sold out. They tried again last weekend. The show was sold out. I laughed when Sarah told me, and said “You have got to get your tickets online next time.” So Sarah did. She got them two days ago, even as we discussed whether or not something would happen on Sunday to prevent their going.
The snowstorm is hitting today and tomorrow. There is a very high chance that either the IMAX will be closed, or the G.’s will not want to leave their four children because this is the first snowstorm of the year, and is probably the last. And so, it’s going to be strike three for Sarah and Larry and Harry.
Per Sarah’s request, I promise not to mock her too much. But then, I’m the one that gets to define too much. We may wind up disagreeing on this.
Anyway. I have a Jeep, so I don’t care if it snows tonight and tomorrow. I can get home. And Sarah and Larry can borrow it to get to the IMAX theater. Shyeah, right. Like that’s gonna happen.
Looks like I’m going to have to free up another weekend afternoon for them. Fourth time’s the charm, they say. Oh, wait. No they don’t.
I’m not mocking. Really. It’s just, uh, gentle ridicule. Yeah, that’s it.
Life is good this weekend.
Im doooooommmmmmmmed, dooooommmed I tell you.
Remember, Meryl, Jeeps can get going better than other vehicles but they can’t stop any better. Do you have 4 snow tires, studs and ABS? Be safe.
Up here, the first vehicles into the ditch during a bad storm are the SUVs.
For those elsewhere who don’t understand Richmond-speak, “enough snow to shut things down” translates as “at least 2 flakes within 500 miles”
Having learned to drive in the frozen hills of Pittsburg, I can only say, “give me a break, y’all…”
Hugh, the difference between them and me is that I know how to drive in the snow. I’m originally from NJ, remember.