No Wonder You’re Blue Collar

The idiots who plow snow on the roads of my little town came by earlier this morning. Unfortunately, I was preoccupied, or I’d have had a few choice words for them.

Like… see the driveway? You plow around it, asshole, NOT so that a mound of snow blocks me in!

Or… that yard where you just shoved 12 feet of nearly solid ice? It’s mine. Thank your lucky stars I didn’t have time to bury landmines.

It’s snow plowing, for fuck’s sake, not rocket science and yet it still seems too mentally challenging for you.

4 Comments to “No Wonder You’re Blue Collar”

  1. Probably that doob they finished off right before they got to you. ;-)

  2. Dude. Apathy. Whatever.

    (Around here right now, the snow plow guys are f’n heroes – unless they block my alley access. Then they’re on notice. Heh.)

  3. :( I miss snow, and a front yard that would get that extra bead of 3-4′ tall packed plow runoff from the road edging. It’s the BEST for snow forts and building little sledding jump ramps out on to the road.

    Good times, good times.

  4. They do the same shit here. I think there are unwritten, passive-aggressive rules for snow removal guys.