How about a story? Take a break and take a moment to laugh at the hysterics that was my day today. It’s not funny.
So it snowed in Atlanta. Holy mother of fucked, traffic is still at a standstill on highways. Some of my coworkers haven’t even made it home yet. How much snow do you think we got? Have you seen? We were on the national news here, but I don’t know about anywhere that requires my passport.
I was hosting a meeting in the office today, which included six people from the home office – in Missouri where it snows, a lot – and they’re witnessing this, unfortunately, and thank goodness. I sent an email yesterday and let them know about the forecast for one to two inches of snow. I’ve told them before we can’t handle snow. So they arrived, and the snow started. And when it started, it really fucking started. We had half an inch in a couple hours.
Roads froze. Some areas here don’t own salt trucks or plows. Some do, but it didn’t matter, most of the equipment got stuck in traffic – I shit you fucking not. Highways are closed. People are sleeping in their cars. People are sleeping at work. Kids are sleeping at schools. Cars are abandoned along the road, or in the middle, because whatever.
I eventually abandoned mine. Well, sort of. It took me 3.5 hours to go 4.5 miles.
Mind you, I live five miles from the office. What happened with the last .5 miles*? Oh, yeah. Fucking fuck! I walked home, down hill, in heels. My road was closed in both directions because I live in a valley. How fucking wonderful, which it is except for tonight.
A cop was parking people on the sidewalks. Did I mention I drove a company car home because I foolishly thought that early warning would lead to preventative preparation, but no, and tomorrow I’m supposed to move the furniture into the new apartment I’ve been working on for months. Like that’s going to happen.
It’s not funny because it’s real and there are real people stuck out there in the snow, on the highway, or trying to walk home absolutely unprepared for the cold and biting wind and blowing snow, because one million people left work and school between noon and three. We knew it was coming. Sure, they have shit for a snow fleet, salt trucks and plows and whatnot, but they had the time and the resources to pre-treat the roads, and they did, but only the highways, and one million fucking people need more than highways, which are hotels tonight.
*One of my coworkers walked five miles to get home,
and another eventually made it only to a friend’s house.
I might not keep this up long. It’s unfiltered and unedited. Yikes!
Updated 29 Jan: what is one million was six million.