Never a Jejune Moment

Wednesday, within just a few hours, we had rain, freezing rain and sticky snow. The freezing rain portion of this forcast fell smack dab at rush hour. The roads became an ice rink. I arrived at work just as it was starting. I did a little sliding on the turns but I missed the pile ups, the cars in ditches and the expressway closing which clogged every major road in town.

The drive home after my afternoon shift was quiet and lovely. No cars on the road but me. I passed the ones that were abandoned in ditches and on the roadside.

Thursday I awoke and had not yet contemplated the issue of snow removal. There was a knock at the door and I was faced with someone I can only describe as "skiier dude", this twentyish young man wearing a parka and ski goggles, holding a shovel. He asked if I wanted my driveway shovelled. I asked how much?

He held up his gloved hand showing all five fingers which is the universal sign for "5 bucks". I held up my index finger which is the universal sign for "just a minute I have to see if I have 5 bucks".

He and his ski dude friend did the job quickly and efficiently and I was grateful.

I guess a dude's gotta have money for the slopes.