So I am not a huge fan of the snow. I was praying, wishing, hoping (just ask my co-workers) that my MBA class was canceled last night, but ALAS our teacher said that class was on. I showed up early and sat through a riveting discussion centered around Economics. Class was dismissed around 8:30 PM and as I stood in the parking lot warming up my car, dusting the snow off with my new $5 ice scraper/broom from Walmart (thanks Wally World) I realized something. I truly hate the snow and I need to move to Hawaii. My MBA is scheduled to wrap up this December (WHOOP WHOOP) so why not get my graduation on, pack up and buy a one way ticket to laid of frozen cocktails, sharks and hula skirts?
This idea sounded even better this morning as I AGAIN stood outside trying to shovel my car out from under 3 inches of snow. I really do hate the snow. The cold weather I can handle. That is what they make cute jackets, fake UGGS and gloves for. It is just the snow I can't handle. People drive like jackholes (causing accidents) while others FREAK THE F*&K out acting the end of the world is upon us. I am already tired of this weather and it is only January 11th. OY. If the ground hog predicts 6 more weeks of winter I am going to kick him in the jaw.
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