Schadenfreude in its purest form
It is snowing in New York City.
Not just any kind of snow, but an intense, all-day storm that has resulted in a (so far) 6-inch accumulation. The park across the street from my apartment is a blur of white, and you can't leave a footprint without it being eradicated by falling snow a few minutes later. It is epic.
Being from a southern state, it is hard for me to grasp the magnitude of the snowfall so far. I have no idea what to do in such a storm. I went out earlier to frolic and nearly had my face sloughed off by wind.
My roommate and I have been stationed at the window for the last hour, jeering at cars that can't make it up the slight incline of the street. Snowplows and salters haven't reached our area yet, and there have been some ass-bad drivers who clearly can't handle snow. One cab took 15 minutes to get up the road. He had to get out a couple of times, and we soon found out there was a passenger! After getting stuck for the third time, she got out and hailed another cab. Smart decision, I think. My roommate nearly broke my hand she was clutching it so hard. She really wants someone to hit another car. I think that's a mark on her character. She thinks its a mark on mine for being friends with her.
But! There is a ray of hope. We also saw one of the nicest things ever. This one car was stuck at the top of the road, with little chance of getting out by itself. Then this one guy came up behind it and started pushing. Two other guys joined him, and collectively helped push the car free. It was inspiring. We were tempted to go bring them freshly-baked brownies, but they were already on their merry way.
Even now, as I'm typing this up, I keep getting up to check the progress of cars on the street. It's 2 AM and I have no intention of stopping. I swear, it's better than TV.
Not just any kind of snow, but an intense, all-day storm that has resulted in a (so far) 6-inch accumulation. The park across the street from my apartment is a blur of white, and you can't leave a footprint without it being eradicated by falling snow a few minutes later. It is epic.
Being from a southern state, it is hard for me to grasp the magnitude of the snowfall so far. I have no idea what to do in such a storm. I went out earlier to frolic and nearly had my face sloughed off by wind.
My roommate and I have been stationed at the window for the last hour, jeering at cars that can't make it up the slight incline of the street. Snowplows and salters haven't reached our area yet, and there have been some ass-bad drivers who clearly can't handle snow. One cab took 15 minutes to get up the road. He had to get out a couple of times, and we soon found out there was a passenger! After getting stuck for the third time, she got out and hailed another cab. Smart decision, I think. My roommate nearly broke my hand she was clutching it so hard. She really wants someone to hit another car. I think that's a mark on her character. She thinks its a mark on mine for being friends with her.
But! There is a ray of hope. We also saw one of the nicest things ever. This one car was stuck at the top of the road, with little chance of getting out by itself. Then this one guy came up behind it and started pushing. Two other guys joined him, and collectively helped push the car free. It was inspiring. We were tempted to go bring them freshly-baked brownies, but they were already on their merry way.
Even now, as I'm typing this up, I keep getting up to check the progress of cars on the street. It's 2 AM and I have no intention of stopping. I swear, it's better than TV.