“Ah, I’m home safely after driving through all that….”
Okay, well I was not hit by tons of snow from a plow, but this is the thought that popped into my head and amused me when I got home from work yesterday. We were released early (at 1pm) and evening classes were canceled due to the snow being dumped on us. On my way home, the streets were still horrible and almost everyone had the sense to go slower. I got stuck in the snow once, but followed the advice given on the Weather Channel’s website to turn the wheels left and right. Eureka, it worked! Later on down the way, a car came out of nowhere and I put on my brakes. My car swerved in the other car’s direction, but I managed to turn away without hitting him. After some brief cursing about the weather, I composed myself again and the rest of the trip home was terror-free.
When I turn into my apartment complex during days like that, I feel safe and sound. Then I realize that, unless I’m parked (and even then ya never know), things can still happen because people don’t pay attention to where they’re going or how fast. I’ve avoided a few accidents by braking while a person would speed through their stop signs. Anyway, I was home but had to put on some mushy snow brakes to dodge another car. Eventually I was able to park and turn off my car. Whew! That’s when I imagined the snow plow finding me and providing one last obstacle on my way to my apartment on foot.