There are three types of people in this world:
- Those who complain about the weather
- Those who complain about those who complain about the weather
- Those who post the complaints referenced in 1 or 2 on social media
I suppose I’m number one because I’m quick to say “wah it’s raining” but don’t annoyingly post about it on Facebook, Twitter, etc. (this doesn’t count because it’s not a complaint about the weather as you’ll soon see).
No matter which type of person you are, without a doubt, people line up next to windows to watch the “crazy” weather and talk about how “bad” it is with each other.
We’ve been having lots of rainy days lately in Upstate NY and the other day I found myself being one of those people. I was staring out the window at work, enraptured in what could only be described as “heavy rain and mild winds.” Why?! I was thinking about how soaking wet I would get when walking to my car when a co-worker came up behind me and said “Hey Erica” and I was so startled I nearly wet myself. Why was I so deep in thought about this rain that someone saying “hi” made me jump? I couldn’t stop wondering why the hell I was so enthralled by something I’ve seen literally hundreds of times – thousands?
Clearly, I still can’t stop thinking about it. There was really no point to this post, much like most of my posts, except for the reassurance that everyone does this, yes?