Everyone is in a tizzy here.
Northern East Coast of the USA and there will supposedly be two feet of snow here overnight. Who knows? It's getting chilly.
I am scared to go to the store. I bet soccer moms are killing each other in the aisle over eggs, bread, and milk, while single guys are breaking rib cages and spines over who gets the last frozen pizza. People get crazy when it snows. It's absurd.
I want to go home. That probably won't happen.
My weenie Department Head pulled a typical weenie move... He came around and said, "due to the bad weather, if you want to go home when it starts snowing, you can..."
finished by, "... if you want to work at home or want to make up the time."
Dude, I'm a programmer on multi-million dollar systems who needs VPN access to VSS to grab files if I am to work from home... and the company never gave me a setup at home to do that. My home system sucks. I've NEVER worked from home.
And if the weather's bad, why on earth would I want to come in LATER and make up hours?
Best of all: Our schedules are already flexible, we can come and go as we please... as long as we make up the time. He was giving us permission to do what people are already doing and making himself look generous in the process.
Everything wishes he would go away.
Maybe we could bury him in snow.
... how long will this blizzard last?
I hope it's not like The Mist.
The ending was pretty rotten.