8:22 AM: A little more than a dusting covers the ground while a harsh wind permeates the air. It may not be here yet, but this is all I can think of:
8:45 AM: Yep, still nothing substantial. Despite this, Virginia drivers prove they still have no clue how to drive when merely threatened by bad weather. Thursday's inch was only a preview:
In their defense, roads were not prepped at all.
9:38 AM: At the grocery store, a customer pulls out their checkbook a midst a massive line that borders on a mob. I hit their checkbook out of their hands and add a Dikembe Mutumbo finger wave as I mouth, "no". They look at me astonished, and the rest of the shoppers look at me as a hero.
10:03 AM: Customer: Do you have ice melt?
Me: No.
10:04 AM: Customer: Do you have ice melt?
Me: Non.
10:05 AM: Customer: Do you have ice melt?
Me: Nein.
10:06 AM: Customer: Do you have ice melt?
Me: Ne.
(Repeated that dialogue 500 more times over the course of the next few hours.)
1:01 PM: According to my sources*, it is, in fact, snowing.
*58 girls over Twitter, Facebook and Instagram. Reports indicate the scene outside is " a winter wonderland," "OMG so pretty", "totes adorbs" and "what I've been waiting for all winter". Those in the field are battling such conditions by drinking their favorite beverage while under a soft blanket and watching Netflix.
3:08 PM: Finally home, I binge watch the rest of Making a Murderer. I feel fully capable that I could represent a wrongfully convicted person in the court of law.
::looks into law schools online::
3:10 PM: If I see one more photo of a yardstick....
3:13 PM: The news confirms everything we already know. I have prepared my own advice for you to avoid watching the redundant newscasts:
3:34 PM: Neighboring child rings doorbell.
Child: Do you want to build-
Me:
4:13 PM: According to my sources* in Florida and Texas, it is, in fact, not snowing there.
* Friends via social media with such groundbreaking updates like "don't miss Virginia" and "No snow here".
8:13 PM: Time for the first round of shoveling. Bundled up with the mobility of the Michelin Man, I am ready to do this.
8:16 PM: I am in no way prepared to do this.
8:17 PM: So THIS is why people have kids.
8:18 PM: ::Looks at flamethrowers on Ebay::
8:24 PM: ::Prays a full Rosary::
8:23 PM: Back outside, a neighbor waves to me. Cannot make eye contact, or the guilt to assist them will weigh heavily on my soul.
8:24 PM: ::Makes eye contact:: Shit.
8:24 PM: ::assists overly talkative neighbor::
::contemplates burying self in snow to end it::
::contemplates burying neighbor in snow to end it::
8:34 PM: I can't feel my face when I'm with you, because we're shoveling. #thisweekend
8:45 PM: Finishes assisting without committing homicide.
9:13 PM: I have now been away from my phone for a full hour. ::scratches neck nervously:: ::trembles::
9:38 PM: Round one is complete. But this may be how I die. ::hops on WebMD::
9:54 PM: Concludes it is just a back spasm and not imminent death. Self medication includes Icy Hot and alcohol.
10:03 PM: I've seen so much white while shoveling, I can't even look in the mirror for the rest of the weekend.
*More updates as they become available.
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