Sunday, December 21, 2008

snow.

I hate the snow. 

I have been accused, many times, of being a "Scrooge" because of this, but let me explain:

- Snow is cold. I hate being cold. It is also wet, which magnifies its cold factor, thus making me that much more miserable.
- I always have to work on snow days. When everyone else gets to play in it, I have to brave the roads and go to work.
- Snow cancels plans. I hate having plans cancelled on me for reasons I can't control.
- My favorite person in the world does not live in the same city I do. Therefore, when it snows, we sometimes don't get to hang out due to road conditions.
- This season especially, I have been counting on the massive number of hours I was scheduled for during the holiday season to make up for the hours I wasn't getting during the fall. Unfortunately, the weather has shut down one of my jobs, and probably will again tomorrow. I am out 12 hours and counting... if we close tomorrow, I will have lose 20 hours of work due to the snow. I cannot afford to lose that much income. Stupid snow.

I think what frustrates me the most is the last part. I work two jobs, and work my ass off at each one while I am there. Yet due to things like the economy, which has cut my hours down to nothing at one job, and the snow, which has closed my second job, I am barely making ends meet. I am furious that the snow will probably cost me almost the equivalent of a week's pay, money that I was counting on to help with things like Christmas presents and wedding stuff. I feel like a slacker because I am not working 40 hour weeks, but I WOULD IF I COULD. 

It bothers me to no end that things beyond my control are making things difficult. Snow, the economy... I can't take it anymore.

There. Now I've let it all out, and maybe I can get on with my life.