A snowstorm clusterfuck

Beth’s story. It’s a snowstorm, and a tale of broken windshield wipers. Beth’s such a good writer … It’s a story we’ve all experienced in some shape or form (uhm, I recently had the worst drive of my entire life – trying to leave New York and reach Connecticut – I descended into a Dante’s inferno of hell for eight straight hours) – but even though it’s a story we all share, Beth’s way of telling it was fantastic, I thought. Sorry it was such a hell, Beth – but damn, girl, you can write.

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4 Responses to A snowstorm clusterfuck

  1. beth says:

    thank you! it means a lot coming from you, sincerely.

  2. The title of this piece offended me. I can’t believe you used the word “snowstorm” so prominently. I mean, what the fuck? Couldn’t you have used another fucking word?

    Snow driving SUCKS! Truly, madly, deeply. But this story is a nightmare come to life. I thought I had it bad when it took me two hours to get home last week when it snowed. I should count my blessings.

  3. red says:

    hahahaha Yes, “snowstorm” is indeed a red fucking flag of a word, no doubt about it. But – I was quoting Beth!! I fucking swear!

    Last week – I found myself in such a traffic snarl that it took me an hour to go four blocks. I’m not kidding. And it just went from bad to worse. I should have reached my destination at 5 pm. I got there at 10 pm. It was outrageously awful. One of those moments where you really just have to let go … not fight it, not be angry, or whatever … just SUBMIT. The whole thing really was my fault – and I made 1 or 2 crucially horrible decisions that led me to my demise. They felt like good choices in that moment – but in going back over my steps, I made one error in judgment – decided to cut across 35th instead of dealing with the traffic jam on 34th … I had good reasons for making that choice, but boy. What a mistake … In this case, it was that one tiny choice that led to a cascading domino of tragic events – putting me FIVE HOURS behind schedule. Not just 1 or 2 – but five!. BAH!!

  4. Yes, I constantly make decisions in traffic wherein I assume I will be the only one making such an amazingly creative decision only to discover everyone with a driver’s license has made the same decsion.

    Last week I decided to shoot across Rock Creek Park to avoid the main roads. A few others chose that path as well and it was a rotten decision for all of us. The park roads were covered and icy. I must have had two or three heart attacks as I hydroplaned dangerously close off the edge of the slopes on either side of the road. From now on my first stop in snow will be the drugstore to pick up some Depends before hitting the road. Then at least after I hydroplane I won’t have to change my pants.

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