Saturday, December 19, 2009

Wow! By "Winter Storm" Do You Mean "Natural Disaster"

A weekend of winter storms has been predicted. My apartment complex wants us to know how they plan to handle the snowplowing and shoveling and so forth. To that end, this was posted in all of the elevators and halls in my apartment complex:

Look closer. They really expect a helluva storm don't they?:

Between 6 inches and 12 feet of snow. Damn! The whole first floor could be under drifts, like in The Long Winter. That's not just a "winter storm," that's a full blow natural disaster!

6 comments:

Digger said...

OMG OMG SNOWZ! They're calling for it here, also. Best stock up on batteries, bottled water, canned goods, chocolate, milk, bread, and board games... I mean, it's GOING TO LAST THROUGH SUNDAY MORNING! omg.

Whatever it is, I'll be out in it... oil change, holiday shopping, and grading papers. lol

Ink said...

Wow! Hope that it's not toward the 12" end of the spectrum.

And hope that you're stocked up with lots of excellent movies and novels for the duration... :)

RPS77 said...

I, for one, sincerely hope that nobody gets 12 feet of snow out of this storm.

Down your way, though, I think that 6 inches is enough to make some people freak out. Then again, I live in a state where, despite the fact that we get lots of snow almost every winter, people still drive as if everybody is from Miami and has never seen snow before! (Of course, we drive poorly in all other seasons as well.)

ER Doc said...

Well. people's reactions vary greatly. I'm living in Minnesota now, so the advise regarding something like this is, "well, we estimate 6"-12"; you know what to do, and we advise against unnecessary travel..." When I lived in Philadelphia, they closed the schools one day because of a threat of snow; the snow never actually arrived, but they had a "snow day" anyway!

Clio Bluestocking said...

It's rather funny the different responses that different cities or regions have toward snow. I've lived in several different snowy places since I left a decidedly un-snowy place. In the un-snowy place, when there was snow, people of course went nuts, worse than in a hurricane. Hurricanes were more common than snow, so that made sense.

In the mid-west city, they had snow every year, in sufficient quanitites and with sufficient regularity to plow daily. Yet, like you say Digger, every year, "OMGOMGOMG!1!!ONE1!ELEVENTY! S.N.O.W.!" People lost their damn minds.

Two hours further west, people were cool. "Eh, snow. That happened last year, too." It was a rural area, so maybe just the rural acceptance of nature made them that way, whereas their city counterparts were far more used to controlling as much as they could of their environments.

In New England, they took the snow like New Englanders, "Ah. Snow. Keep going. If it's a blizzard, we'll go home." No panic. Efficient closures of facilities in blizzards.

Of course, That Place had to go their own way. There, during one blizzard, the Director was in Miami, and the CFO issued a dictum that everyone was to stay at work or take a personal day if they wanted to leave. He had crunched the numbers and decided that paying everyone the time for not being there in a blizzard would cost more than keeping them at work, even if they did not take in a penny that day -- and they didn't because, you know, blizzard.

Here, well, last night, on the way home from the grocery store, before a single flake had made itself known, there was a big ole crash. One of the vehicles was an SUV. Make of that what you will.

In the grocery store, people were nuts. They were on their cell phones, "what do we need? Do we have that? Go check. I'll wait. We do? What brand? What brand do you like? Well, they have..." Jeez, people, make a LIST! Another guy came up to me and wanted to know if the store sold flashlights. Why me? I don't know. Do I look like I might know that?

My parents called, "we were just wondering how you are going to manage." Manage? I don't own real estate. I live on the alleged 20th floor. I'll spend the day bitching and grading, followed by more bitching and drinking. It's not like "The Long Winter"! Which, of course, is my standard for snow. That, and having my first memories of winter being shaped by Minnesota and Iowa. When you are 2 feet high, as I was when we lived there, 6" can seem pretty darn deep!

Ink said...

"I'll spend the day bitching and grading, followed by more bitching and drinking."

LMAO! :)

 

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