Not a Bad Start

For three full days now I've been buried up to my waist in snow. Not that it's impossible to get around, it's just been really hard. My accident left me with an arm that doesn't function properly so I can't dig my car out of the parking lot alone. I've had to take the bus to the office to cover for some of the weekend crew who didn't make it in. They're suffering from the brown bottle flu I guess, with it being New Years and all.

I'm tired of trudging through snow drifts to catch buses that are never on time. I'm tired of using an hour to make a trip that takes fifteen minutes by car. I'm tired of having to work when I'm supposed to be off. I'm fed up with not being able to do anything else but wait for the snow plow.

I'm pissed off, and I've managed to get building maintenance pissed off at me. To hell with it being New Years weekend. Let's get those plows out on the roads, and into the parking lots so we can move our cars. They're telling me to be patient. After three days I'm quickly running out of patience...

It's now four hours since I first started typing this entry. I was interupted by a knock at my door. Seems everyone else in the apartment block had also run out of patience. We all got together and shovelled the entire parking lot by hand. What teamwork won't do!

I am just exhausted, but I feel much better now. Fuck the plows. We all helped each other escape our prisoner, the snow. Go Year 2005! You're off to a good start!