It's my weather, and I'll bitch if I want to.
Dear Ova Dramatique,
Oh man, you pulled a jerk move by posting your 75 degree California weather on Facebook with a caption, "Brrrrr, so cold!" to tell your Minnesota friends to "quit bitching" about the weather. I called you out and you unfriended me. I guess you really showed me.
Except not, because it's a tasteless, bitchy thing to do. It's like if I took a picture of my perfectly undamaged house after yours is destroyed in an earthquake and told you to quit whining because you should know earthquakes come with the territory. Or if I took a picture of our docile late summer climate while you're mid-hurricane in Florida and told you to stop complaining about the flood damage because "you should expect that sort of thing and I don't want to hear it."
Honey, believe it or not, I don't make my facebook posts based on what you want to see and hear, and I never, ever will. Hate to break it to you, but you are not the center of the goddamn universe -- and you're being a total hypocrite.
Lest you've forgotten your life before your move to San Diego, you've bitched about it before. Don't begrudge someone else now, because I'm getting really sick of people telling me to quit complaining about the cold weather because I live in Minnesota and should be used to it by now. Here's the thing -- I am used to it, but that doesn't mean I have to like it. Oh, and the "If you don't like it, move" thing? Totally not feasible for most people right now and that's a supremely insensitive thing to say to someone who currently does not have an income and literally cannot move.
Severe cold is hard to live with. I, for one, have asthma and literally cannot breathe outside when the temperature goes below -30. Beyond that joyous little tidbit, sustained sub-zero temperatures strain furnaces and makes bills skyrocket. Cars don't start and people get in trouble with their bosses. Parents have to scramble to find day care for their kids when -35 temps close schools because it literally is not safe to be outside for more than a few minutes at a time unless you enjoy the sensation of severe frostbite. When it is so cold small mammals freeze solid while standing, I have every right to bitch about the temperature.
God damnit, it is always OK to complain about inclement weather. It's OK up north; it's OK down south. I will never ask someone in Phoenix not to gripe when the temperature gets above 100, they get heat stroke and tires start to melt. I will never tell my friends in Atlanta not to complain when snow shuts down their city and the roads they need to be on are closed. That is a perfectly justifiable thing to complain about.
If you're really going to get your hitch in a giddy-up because people are expressing their totally legitimate concerns about the weather, you're not worth being friends with in my book. It's the fucking weather. Get off your high horse.
Good riddance,
Frigid McGasperson
Oh man, you pulled a jerk move by posting your 75 degree California weather on Facebook with a caption, "Brrrrr, so cold!" to tell your Minnesota friends to "quit bitching" about the weather. I called you out and you unfriended me. I guess you really showed me.
Except not, because it's a tasteless, bitchy thing to do. It's like if I took a picture of my perfectly undamaged house after yours is destroyed in an earthquake and told you to quit whining because you should know earthquakes come with the territory. Or if I took a picture of our docile late summer climate while you're mid-hurricane in Florida and told you to stop complaining about the flood damage because "you should expect that sort of thing and I don't want to hear it."
Honey, believe it or not, I don't make my facebook posts based on what you want to see and hear, and I never, ever will. Hate to break it to you, but you are not the center of the goddamn universe -- and you're being a total hypocrite.
Lest you've forgotten your life before your move to San Diego, you've bitched about it before. Don't begrudge someone else now, because I'm getting really sick of people telling me to quit complaining about the cold weather because I live in Minnesota and should be used to it by now. Here's the thing -- I am used to it, but that doesn't mean I have to like it. Oh, and the "If you don't like it, move" thing? Totally not feasible for most people right now and that's a supremely insensitive thing to say to someone who currently does not have an income and literally cannot move.
Severe cold is hard to live with. I, for one, have asthma and literally cannot breathe outside when the temperature goes below -30. Beyond that joyous little tidbit, sustained sub-zero temperatures strain furnaces and makes bills skyrocket. Cars don't start and people get in trouble with their bosses. Parents have to scramble to find day care for their kids when -35 temps close schools because it literally is not safe to be outside for more than a few minutes at a time unless you enjoy the sensation of severe frostbite. When it is so cold small mammals freeze solid while standing, I have every right to bitch about the temperature.
God damnit, it is always OK to complain about inclement weather. It's OK up north; it's OK down south. I will never ask someone in Phoenix not to gripe when the temperature gets above 100, they get heat stroke and tires start to melt. I will never tell my friends in Atlanta not to complain when snow shuts down their city and the roads they need to be on are closed. That is a perfectly justifiable thing to complain about.
If you're really going to get your hitch in a giddy-up because people are expressing their totally legitimate concerns about the weather, you're not worth being friends with in my book. It's the fucking weather. Get off your high horse.
Good riddance,
Frigid McGasperson