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Still stuck at home on account of Snowpocalypse

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This is a picture of the outside of my house.  If you notice, the ice on the roads has melted a good bit, yet precisely where the asphalt of the street begins right outside of my driveway, the ice has not melted, and is still somewhat thick.  My office has been closed for two days now and I’m fairly confident that they will be open tomorrow, but the thing is that this ice directly in front of my driveway is still going to be somewhat complicating, especially in the early AM hours when I am expected to be heading to work.

It doesn’t look like a lot of ice to traverse to get back onto solid asphalt, but the thing is that it’s going uphill, and my car is front-wheel drive and compact (read: lightweight); there’s no guarantee that it will be an easy task.  Conversely, I could always go downhill, and loop around on another side street of my suburban sprawl, but what’s not seen in the picture is how much further beyond my house that the ice continues to be present, all on a downhill.  I’ve seen cars sliding down my street in the past, and I’d rather not be one of them myself.

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Snowpocalyptic musings

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As it seems to be the case every three to five years in Atlanta, snow has befallen our fine city.  As it seems to be the case every time it happens, the entire city is in utter chaos; as the city and the state are ill-equipped when it comes to snow removal equipment, the roads often go unsalted and unplowed, and as the temperatures dip, everything freezes solid, and it’s safe to say that for the next day or three, it will be a very, very bad idea to get in a car and attempt to drive anywhere.  The irony in this statement is the fact that it’s literally two inches of snow that’s causing all this mayhem, because the city and state are completely incapable of clearing it from the roads.

The last time Snowpocalypse hit Atlanta, I ended up missing an entire week of work, which at the time was most definitely not a good thing, because I was still doing freelance work, therefore not being at work meant that I was not getting paid.  However, this time around, the circumstances are different, and I’m not terribly penalized by Mother Nature’s horseman.

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Not working as a result of SNOWPOCALYPSE: Day 5

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Officially, with today nixed as well, Mother Nature has taken a net of $1,200 out of my pocket this week.  It’s ironic how as children, we love the snow, and want nothing more than snow days to cancel school, and give us days off, but are completely oblivious to the grownups, whom like me, need it to not snow, so that they can work, in order to make a living and keep a roof over their heads.  As one with grownup responsibilities and concerns, I can sufficiently say, fuck snow days.

At least over the weekend, it is expected to surpass the 40F degree mark, meaning all this bloody ice all across Atlanta has a chance to actually melt now, and I’ve been informed that work is back on, as of Monday; it’s good/bad news, in that regard because bad, that this place doesn’t have off for Moloch, Jr. Day, but good, because I’m sick of not fucking working, and I can springboard that into a nice, full 40-hour work week.  The whole situation was kind of what I predicted; the roadways might have been mostly cleaned up, but the side streets to get to the office, and most importantly the mostly-covered, shaded, wooded parking lot of this place that is on several natural layers of hills, stairs, and asphalt had to have been turned into a parking lot of death through much of this week.  It’s slightly different than having to park on the curb when the driveway is too icy to traverse, because at this place of work, there is no metaphoric curb, or remotely close location to park and walk to the building – just hills.  And death.

In a twist of irony, I found another job lead that I think I could possibly get my foot in the door with – because I’ve been there before, as a freelancer.  Meaning, if I were to apply with this company, there’s about a 100% chance that the agency that initially placed me there for a paltry seven cumulative working days is going to c-block the whole thing by demanding a finder’s fee.  But I have to try anyway.

Not working as a result of SNOWPOCALYPSE: Day 4

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Okay, today is bullshit. I went out driving yesterday, and sure, it’s hazardous in some spots, mostly near my home, but it’s definitely not impossible to get to work today. I’ve been calling my current place of work repeatedly, and as indicative by the lack of pickup at the reception desk, I have to assume that they’re closed, or at least only the overzealous who don’t live far are making it in, working independently. Yesterday, I drove around, and yes, it’s hazardous in some areas, but it’s by no means impossible to get around and about. Four fucking straight days of non-work (as of now), and I’m officially peeved about it.

In a bit of unintentional humor, while watching the news all morning long, gauging the condition of the streets and highways, I learned that it must suck to be the “social media coordinator” for Fox 5 Atlanta, when it comes to acknowledging birthdays of children in a city that’s like 97% black. It’s literally like the scene from Office Space where the Bobs can’t pronounce Samir’s last name, culminating in the classic “not gonna work here anymore” drop.

Happy birthday to Caden L, age 11!
Next up is Dee… on-tay W! Age 12. (D’ontae)
And then we have a happy birthday for…Kuh-lay-ee H, age 10 (Kalei)
Happy birthday, Lacy H, age 13.
Birthday wishes go out to…Shay…Quin-cee-ya W. (Shay’e-Quincya)
And finally, happy birthday to…Duh…zan-nee M. (Dazhan’e)

Seriously, it’s good that you don’t actually see his face when trying to read these names, because I’m sure he’s got the most irritated and agitated look on his face at all these names containing more accent marks and random apostrophes than a Spanish textbook. It’s like parents deliberately name their kids these weird names for the deliberate purpose so that they’re easy to cyber-stalk or monitor them on Facebook because they’re legitimately the only names on the entire planet spelled in such asinine manners.

Not working as a result of SNOWPOCALYPSE: Day 3

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Guess who’s driveway is the one with all the ice that has yet to melt on an incline?  Well, at least it’s not like I’m missing work because of it; there’s nobody at the office today, so it’s not like I could go there, and log hours in an empty office.  But man, this really sucks that this is currently three days in which I haven’t been getting paid.  I fear I might have to dip into my savings yet again to supplement some of my upcoming bills.

In other news, Capital One sucks.  Given my recent financial woes, I’m forced to lean on a credit card to get my car fixed, and just to get some breathing room, I figured it would be a good time to increase my limit; I was denied over the phone, with no definitive answer, and was promised one in the upcoming letter, ten business days later.  The letter arrived, and gave me the same lack of definitive answer.  My only theory is that I’m a “bad” customer, because my card up until recently, has been responsibly paid, zeroed out, and I’m not a frivolous spender who can easily be “trapped” into debt.  Either way, this morning, a courtesy call came from Capital One, asking if I was happy with them, to which I literally laughed at the phone, and told him my plight.  The phone representative made absolutely no effort to retain my business when I basically told them that as soon as I find another appealing offer, that I am transferring my remaining balance, and future money elsewhere.  I guess they don’t want customers.

Photos: SNOWPOCALYPSE

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He is as far above bad weather, as bad weather is beyond us (humans).  Snowpocalypse has descended unto Atlanta, and blanketed this unprepared city in a lovely sheet of white snow.  The roads are unplowed, yet the ambitious, and/or stupid are continuing to go out and wreck their cars and/or abandoning them.  I have full confidence in my own ability to drive in winter weather, but that it is still predicated on some degree of the roads being plowed.  Unfortunately, I don’t have such confidence in everyone else, and their propensity to brake too much, and brake in front of/while on bridges, and cause catastrophe.  Sorry, I just got my car worked on a ton, and I don’t need it getting trashed already.  So needless to say, I’m not going to work today, thus giving me the time to take photos, and make exorbitant brog posts on the interbutts.  There goes eight hours of work that I could really, really use, but I’d rather not have some retard slam their car against mine today.

The news says the city has received five inches of snow.  I went outside and measured the snowfall on the table on my back patio, and I read five and a quarter.  And it’s still coming down a little bit.

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Sometimes I miss Virginia, sometimes I don’t.

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Prior to moving to the WordPress format, I still did some writing, as evidenced on Varentines Day, but didn’t actually post due to the fact that I was in the midst of the transition.

Well, the transition has occurred, and I’ll be the first to admit, that it feels kind of silly that I’m posting rants, brogs, and opinions about events that are now several weeks old, and technically no longer valid.  But the way I see it, I don’t have the heart to delete the words that I chose to write in the first place, and the longer I wait, the more invalid they become.

I wrote the following about three weeks ago, when I was snowed-in at my parents’ house, which was supposed to be a relaxing weekend with the family, celebrating my mom’s birthday.  Instead, Mother Nature decided to take a great huge dump on Virginia, and ironically, this is prior to the so-called “Snowpocalypse.”

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