Dear Entity that Controls the Weather:
I understand that people start doing their “snow dances” in December for a proverbial “White Christmas.” I, however, do not. I truly understand that I live in the Northeast. It does snow here. A dusting? Fine. A scene like this:
uncool. Completely uncool. Especially after you’ve dumped at least 8 inches on us prior to this.
Now, right now, I’m willing to make this a civil conversation. No more snow, please. There’s just nowhere to put any more!
Come the end of next month? This will become threats, cranklyness and general disgust with the fact that there is still snow.
Your Fairweather Friend,