Yesterday I had gotten up at my normal time, and called into work to see what our status was. I work a job that involves alot of driving, and I knew the storm was coming, which sometimes we call off due to weather.
So I get up to warm up my car, which is company owned, and after waiting over an hour, there's no heat. I scraped as much ice off the windows as I could, yet as I was driving, it tirelessly kept freezing instantly onto the windshield which I had to keep scraping, every few blocks.
In the process of making it to the shop, which is only around 6 miles away, I had already slid around 180 degrees past a stop sign adjacent to the highway here, across the median. Then only a few miles after regathering my momentum, slid sideways down a hill and into a curb. Finally I made it to the shop, and picked up the Tahoe, which has 4 wheel drive, yet as you might know, 4 wheel drive is great in a low traction situation, except when it comes to stopping. I got lucky so many times...
Very slowly I made it as far as the top of an overpass in the city, almost first in line as the highway was shut down completely. None of us were able to move for over two and a half hours after that. It was almost a surreal experience, people were outside talking to each other, watching as they were trying to clear the roads. Some of us were conversing and joking around, one trucker commented "It's time to bring out the hibatchi and lawnchairs..." Then, no sooner than the sandtruck had arrived to cover the roads, it ended up sliding sideways into some poor lady in a white car. I don't mind admitting, it was kinda entertaining watching as one officer fell flat on his tail three times just trying to cross the road and get to the accident. I caught a pic on my cell-phone..

So I finally made it where I was going, about 4 hours after I left. To go to one client, who was afraid she might have a virus on her computer.
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I'd made it home not long after that, since the highways were sanded. But only to arrive back at the shop, with no heat considering noone was there, to freeze my tail off as I try to clear an almost half inch layer of ice off my windows, again... Later that evening my boss had called, apologizing that he didn't realize the roads were that bad. However I had just gathered by his tone that he was thankfull I haden't wrecked his precious Tahoe.
que sera sera...