12 hour work day Monday.
Hit my head on the hat hook for my hat rack.
All I need to make things completely shitty is....
* RING RING *
"Man, Pete, can you believe how wrong the news was about Hurricane Irene?"
It looked pretty bad when I was channel surfing.
"The winds were only 60 miles per hour."
Oh, is THAT all! You're right, let's send the FEMA people home and have a brewski.
"There's been worse in Illinois just last week."
I put the phone on speaker so she could ramble while I did something constructive (eBay). I'm hearing this a lot since the weekend, and it's really starting to piss me off.
First, you're talking about a region that doesn't hurricane proof anything. Plus, as it's the oldest region of the country, a lot of structures that have been grandfathered in to building codes are designed for this weather.
Plus, there's the additional wrinkle of not feeling sympathy because some group of people haven't suffered enough. They just went through a hurricane. Instead of bitching that the news oversold the destruction of Irene, how about saying a prayer of thanks that it wasn't as bad as it could have been?
All you people saying we shouldn't be so concerned about Irene, blow me.