when i was still working at my "real job" (as my dear brother-in-law, christian calls it) i used to go to bed knowing that a storm was coming and pray, yes pray that school would be cancelled. i would lay in bed and almost be unable to sleep as i awaited that early morning phone call. brrrrrrrringgg. it would sound like heaven calling.
brrrrrrrrringggggggg!
"hello?"
"good morning! no school!"
"oh thank god." and then i would sink back into my sleep coma.
or, being low on the totem pole, i would get that call when i was already showered, or worse yet, still in the shower.
bastards.
but now every day is a snow day. i don't have to watch the news. i don't jump on clickondetroit.com and i get really pissed off if the phone rings before seven am.
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i saw that. as soon as i glanced out the eighty-five feet of snow at 7:30 there were already two sets of tracks from your driveway.
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