I don't care how they do it up north
It's cold, OK?
It's 38º outside and you can easily see your breath. That's cold. No, it isn't as cold as it is in Pennsylvania or Ohio. We aren't digging our way out of snow drifts like they are in New York. I realize it's a wimpier cold than what you folks north of the Mason-Dixon line are dealing with, but that doesn't make it balmy. 38 degrees still isn't short sleeves and shorts weather. I don't care who you are.
Still, it's pretty much stereotypical. People from up north have to play the "it's not cold" card, and stubbornly wear as little as possible. They laugh at those of us who have lived here a long time and are all bundled up, as they stand there in a tank top and running shorts, shivering with their lips turning blue.
So we pull in to pick up the Steeler fan kids this morning. The two boys are wearing short sleeve shirts and no jacket. The little girl is in shorts. Mom and dad sent them out like that and they're all proud of themselves.
I asked them, "Where are your jackets?"
"It's not cold. Up in Ohio, in an ice storm, it was 10º below and we lost power. It was 2º in the house. That was cold. Our Christmas Eve dinner was Pizza Hut and subs."
Well, maybe so, but you can't tell me that was a pleasant situation. I realize that was colder, but just because you weathered that doesn't mean you walk out in shorts when it's 38º outside and say it's not cold. It still is, no matter how stubbornly you deny it, but whatever.
Next week, when you're sick in bed with a cold, tell me again how it's not cold outside now.
Tomorrow morning it's supposed to be in the twenties. I wonder if the short sleeves and shorts will do an encore.
It's 38º outside and you can easily see your breath. That's cold. No, it isn't as cold as it is in Pennsylvania or Ohio. We aren't digging our way out of snow drifts like they are in New York. I realize it's a wimpier cold than what you folks north of the Mason-Dixon line are dealing with, but that doesn't make it balmy. 38 degrees still isn't short sleeves and shorts weather. I don't care who you are.
Still, it's pretty much stereotypical. People from up north have to play the "it's not cold" card, and stubbornly wear as little as possible. They laugh at those of us who have lived here a long time and are all bundled up, as they stand there in a tank top and running shorts, shivering with their lips turning blue.
So we pull in to pick up the Steeler fan kids this morning. The two boys are wearing short sleeve shirts and no jacket. The little girl is in shorts. Mom and dad sent them out like that and they're all proud of themselves.
I asked them, "Where are your jackets?"
"It's not cold. Up in Ohio, in an ice storm, it was 10º below and we lost power. It was 2º in the house. That was cold. Our Christmas Eve dinner was Pizza Hut and subs."
Well, maybe so, but you can't tell me that was a pleasant situation. I realize that was colder, but just because you weathered that doesn't mean you walk out in shorts when it's 38º outside and say it's not cold. It still is, no matter how stubbornly you deny it, but whatever.
Next week, when you're sick in bed with a cold, tell me again how it's not cold outside now.
Tomorrow morning it's supposed to be in the twenties. I wonder if the short sleeves and shorts will do an encore.
John put this out here at 9:04 AM
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