the weatherman predicted that on Friday, December 19, 2008, New York City would be hit with a "wintry mix". snow, hail, sleet. I don't even know wtf sleet is, but the shit was coming, they said, by 9am the latest (TWSS?). woke up, everything looked grey, but not out of the ordinary, as i guess it was almost winter, right? got to work. we all laughed and called bluff on the weatherman. some were disappointed. me? i was partially relieved, recalling many a high school day when the weatherman said the sky was falling, but the sky actually stayed right where it was.
this was the last day before people started taking off for their holiday (read: Christmas, but we're being "politically correct") break. Britney dance party? or do we watch a movie in the screening room? shit, we actually still have a bit of work to do. well, let's just sit and socialize for a minute anyway. and so we did, complete with the bright idea of going out for lunch, and if you know anything about the way that team toothbrush gets down, at 12:30 we run, grab lunch and run back to our desks just in time for the 1:00 conference call; there's no such thing as taking a lunch break. and yet we did. someone wanted Korean BBQ, so we walked the 3-4 blocks to K-Town. I actually should've stayed my ass right on the 9th floor eating my Healthy Choice chicken alfredo meal, because I took one look at what was going on outside and knew I wasn't ready. There was no bluff to call-- the wintry mix was in full effect.
I took one for the team. lunch was yummy. we had a great seat by the window to watch the snow/sleet/hail fall, and chatted about life. it was great, it was comfortable, and provided reason #187552 why I love my job and team toothbrush. but then we finished eating, paid the check and it was time to leave. some kind neighbors had started shoveling their sidewalks, but, overall, the shit was a fucking mess. i've been told that i walk too fast, what's the rush? where am i going? well, today i was going nowhere. i fell behind the group easily. one careful step after another, not a single look up from the ground. there's no way i'm falling in this shit.
slow and steady, no, i didn't win the race, i just made it to shelter, safely. i lived to tell of all the horrors i saw. slushy sidewalks. ambiguous black holes that could've been anything from dirty snow, to puddles, to ice, to pavement; i had no freaking clue. nyc tourist season in full effect as i had to maneuver through these people like this was my road test and they were my orange cones. someone please tell me why aren't these people in the warm states that they came from?!
my coat, if that's what you wanna call it, does the job, i guess, but my winter coat is in Georgia. i took it out of my closet when I was there for Thanksgiving, but decided that I could just wait until after the new year to bring it back to NY with me. I also decided that Dunks are snow shoes. not anything with a rugged sole, you know, grip and traction. nope, just smooth sailing Dunks. and those pores in the sneaker that allow your toes to breathe? they also let fluid in, just in case you needed your toes to take an ice cold bath in the middle of the 30° day. and hats don't do anything but mess up your already messed up hair.
in the past four years, i saw snow fall twice. a pathetic dusting of some white shit that could've very well been residue from a coke raid, fell across the East Campus lawn. class was cancelled. an hour later the snow melted. but yeh, i get it, we're not in the south anymore, which is just what I wanted/needed. but someone could've sent me a school supplies list, you know, something that would've helped me to prepare for returning to nyc. i mean, shit, i knew winter was coming, but did dec 21st have to be today? oh right. it's not. it's only the 19th. IT'S NOT EVEN FUCKING WINTER YET.
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