Are New Yorkers really that grumpy? Are we really as rude as the movies and tv portray us? Well, kinda. Sometimes. I happen to see things going on week in and week out all around my travels in NYC. Perhaps we just can’t help ourselves lately as many of us are on a short fuse with this long winter. Here it is supposedly Spring and it’s 35 degrees. I sense a touch of disbelief, confusion, depression, and anger out there. Maybe too many of us expect instant 60 degree sunny weather already. Yeah, we are an impatient bunch. Just like the Burger King commercial slogan we want to “have it our way”. Actually, right about now I think some of us would like to give the King a beat down, along with that dubious weather prognosticator Punxsutawney Phil! (Enemy #1 in the Northeast right now)
I really think we are getting punked by the groundhog. Someone put him up to this. He is getting paid off. There must be some incriminating pictures floating around out there of him and the Easter Bunny or something. He really can’t be frickin’ serious about this can he? I mean, he proclaimed that spring was coming early. Old Man Winter was packing up and heading out on a long vacation. I am waiting for Ashton Kutcher to pop out laughing and telling all of us in the Northeast that he punked us.
That is the resounding chant that this fellow New Yorker can hear being mumbled under the breath of many passerby. I mean, let’s be real, the winter season in NYC is pretty long and dreary. Sure, we have lucked out these past bunch of years here in the city with really not that much snowfall, but the days are still long, cold, and dark. The blustery arctic-like winds make us yearn for warm sun upon our faces. The occasional sunny day turns into cloud covered rainy ones. Yet, with the season comes such crazy weather, and makes us wonder if global warming is the real deal. One day it’s 30 degrees out, and the next 55 and sunny, then a few days later we get six inches of snow, and makes us wonder what the heck is going on. I’m just waiting for Al Gore to proclaim he invented global warming, and for Mayoro Bloombito to enact a new regulation on the amount of sunlight we are all allowed to take in each day.
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Well, here we are in NYC waiting for this nor’easter, or blizzard, or squall, or whatever the heck the weather forecasters predicted for today. Winter Storm Nemo? Really? They named it Nemo? Does Disney know about this? Is there a “TM” after this storm’s name? Do they get royalties after each mention of Nemo? Our semi-crazy Mayor Bloombito has all the trucks ready waiting to plow the streets and throw the sand down. I have to give him some props for making sure the city is prepared. Just don’t get caught drinking a Big Gulp while waiting around or the sugar police will come and arrest you.
Speaking of waiting around just where is Nemo? We have been waiting all day here in the city and all we have so far are a few snowflakes, light rain, and flurries. I’m not really impressed so far. I even decided to work from home today since the forecast was calling for this mess to begin early afternoon. Hey Mister Snow Miser – I want a refund!