Wednesday, January 14, 2009

I hate snow

Those of you who are my husband, and possibly any of the 3.26 of you who read this stuff know that I hate snow. I could possibly be quite happy sitting inside and ignoring it, but that's never how it goes down. I've always got somewhere to be, and snow to drive through to get there.

One day, a long time ago, at an old library job, I was really angry (okay, just slightly put off) about the amount of snow that was falling. I said to myself, self I said, I really hate snow. I wonder if there are other people who hate snow too. So, I typed into my internet browser "www.ihatesnow.com".

Time stopped. There I was, at the public desk in the public library with my co-workers standing next to me. We were all looking at what had come up on my screen. It was women. And horses. I don't think I need to explain further. In what I can only assume was slow motion, I grabbed the mouse and drug the cursor's almighty heft to the upper left hand corner and closed the window. Then I died. The end.


p.s. I checked, against my better judgment, and it now takes you to a much less offensive website, with some video. I haven't watched it, so follow at your own risk.

3 comments:

Rachel said...

Oh, crap. That really sucks. Really, really, sucks.

Kristina P. said...

Hahahaha! That's hilarious. And totally something I would do.

Sarah said...

Haha... how embarassing! But funny.

And so you know, I hate snow too, except for flurries that don't interrupt normal activity. Houston is a good place for people who don't enjoy the burdens of snow.