It’s 6:47am and now it’s really really really snowing! I’m totally not prepared for this weather. I can’t imagine working in this endless whiteness. The news people said, “Stay home if you don’t have to go out.” I said to myself, “I’ll make my way to Dunkin Donuts a half mile away.”
I put on my loafers and got to the car. Note To Self: do not wear loafers in snowy weather. I thought I had brought some cold weather boots last time. The car windshield had three inches of snow on it. After turning on the wipers, I backed out into the unknown. There could have been a semi truck behind me and I couldn’t have seen it.
Chris calls and says he needs to stay at the store until the day manager shows up. I began to slowly drive down the hill to the main drag. Let me say this, snow and hills don’t go together. The car starts to skid and I put my foot on the brake, nothing. It kept on going. Thank God there was no cross traffic. I swear I almost wet myself…
I then followed a NJ Transit Bus till I found what I thought was the driveway for the Dunkin Donuts. I was off my 10 feet and I hit the curb. Meanwhile cars are honking at me as if I thought it would be a good idea to park at 90 degrees to the curb in the middle of Allwood Blvd. I backed up and pulled into the parking lot.
I’ve made friends with the little Hindu woman behind the counter at the Dunkin Donuts. She says, “You are not dressed for a winterstorm.” The last time we spoke I had told her I had been to Amarnath in the Himalayas when I was young and since then she likes me. By the way, the place was empty for only a moron would go out in this weather. I got my prized donuts and headed back.
I thought it would be good to get some milk at the Stop and Shop but that idea ended when I pulled into the empty parking lot. The sign on the door said, “Closed! Storm.” That hill I nearly was killed on going down was equally bad heading up. I had no traction and needed to find a alternate route. Finally I make it back and Roberta said, “What took you so long?” This too will pass