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Getting My Feet Wet
Oct. 15th, 2005 02:34 pmLiterally. I just got back from grocery shopping. Sure, the parking lot was wet when I got there. It's been raining most of the past week. No big deal.
Half an hour, maybe forty-five minutes later, I push my cart out into the parking lot and find that my car is sitting in a six inch deep pool of water.
Flowing water, mind you. The storm drain thirty feet away is sucking down water at a phenomenal rate.
Sure, it isn't a disaster like some places are having, but it's still annoying.
At least it isn't snow, as jhetly said earlier this week. Depending on what kind of snow it is, one inch rain equivalent can pile a foot or more. And we've had several inches. And I don't get snow days off.
So my prayers go out to the people in real disaster areas. As I dry out.
Half an hour, maybe forty-five minutes later, I push my cart out into the parking lot and find that my car is sitting in a six inch deep pool of water.
Flowing water, mind you. The storm drain thirty feet away is sucking down water at a phenomenal rate.
Sure, it isn't a disaster like some places are having, but it's still annoying.
At least it isn't snow, as jhetly said earlier this week. Depending on what kind of snow it is, one inch rain equivalent can pile a foot or more. And we've had several inches. And I don't get snow days off.
So my prayers go out to the people in real disaster areas. As I dry out.
