Small Talk is easy in New York. That’s because there are two fail-safe things to talk about: the atrocity that is the MTA, and the weather. These two things are unavoidable. It is always necessary to step outside, and it’s pretty much always necessary to take public transportation. (Caveat: yes, there are some people who do not take the subway, but these are not people I find myself small-talking regularly or hobnobbing with.)
If you go to a party, it’s ALWAYS safe to talk about slow subways, or a 10-minute wait for a train during rush hour, and it’s ALWAYS safe to talk about the heat. Or the cold. Or the wind. Or the never-ending snow. If you hit the small-talk-lottery, maybe you have been lucky/unlucky, and on the day of a party you had both easy topics collide in the cosmic joke that is the Dante’s Inferno Subway Car. Heat + Subway trouble = what could be worse(/better to talk about)?
You already know why I’m writing this post today: because it’s April 2nd and yesterday was Easter and it’s SNOWING OUTSIDE. What in the world is this BS?
Am I happy about slopping through puddles of ice-cold water all day since I left all my boots, snow boots and all, at my parents’ house over the weekend? NO.
Am I happy about being splashed with slush/snow this morning by a passing truck? NO.
Am I happy about ruining my hair with falling possible-snow-possibly-something-much-worse? NO.
But am I happy about having something to talk about for another few months? YES. This late-in-the-season snow will provide small talk for months! In July, when we will no doubt be complaining about the heat, and our sweat will be traveling slowly down our backs in slow-rolling beads, we will remember this April snow, and we will have even more to complain about.
As I sit at my desk in my wet socks because I took off my wet shoes, with my wet coat hanging on a chair across the room, I am reminded of why I live in New York. JK, this is yet another thing that is terrible about New York. The good news is, the snow is supposed to stop within the hour, and then the temperature is supposed to go up. This means melting. So. Much. Melting. April Snow Brings April Melting Snow. Isn’t that how the saying goes? I hope you all have your rain boots ready. Good news is, it’ll give us something else to complain about!
See you all in about 6 weeks, when I can start to complain about the heat.
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We hardly had any snow. I guess you should’ve taken your boots back. But we LOVE the lamps!
And when I went outside in my Philly suburb this morning at 10 AM, when certainly all the snow should have melted, it shouldn’t have taken more more than 10 minutes to shovel out my car!
More snow forecast for this weekend!
Ridiculous!!!!