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Apr. 8th, 2011 08:05 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
So, it's raining in Chicago today.
When I was walking to work from the train it was mild enough that I didn't bother opening my umbrella; I spent four years in the Pacific Northwest and you can tell the Freshmen and tourists because they're the ones who even bother carrying umbrellas. The rest of us just tolerate getting wet.
Anyway, it was just spitty, but apparently it's got worse since then.
Another fun fact: Coworker Crush walks to work every day, because she lives about two miles away.
So I'm sitting here at the reception desk when she walks in, hair PLASTERED to her head, coat soaking wet and trousers damp from the knee down.
"You look soaked," I said, like an idiot.
"I left my umbrella at home! I walked two miles through the rain!" she snarled.
"Well, um, you're making it work?" said I.
"Don't push it," she told me, and went off, hopefully to find a towel.
The course of true love never did run smooth.
When I was walking to work from the train it was mild enough that I didn't bother opening my umbrella; I spent four years in the Pacific Northwest and you can tell the Freshmen and tourists because they're the ones who even bother carrying umbrellas. The rest of us just tolerate getting wet.
Anyway, it was just spitty, but apparently it's got worse since then.
Another fun fact: Coworker Crush walks to work every day, because she lives about two miles away.
So I'm sitting here at the reception desk when she walks in, hair PLASTERED to her head, coat soaking wet and trousers damp from the knee down.
"You look soaked," I said, like an idiot.
"I left my umbrella at home! I walked two miles through the rain!" she snarled.
"Well, um, you're making it work?" said I.
"Don't push it," she told me, and went off, hopefully to find a towel.
The course of true love never did run smooth.
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Date: 2011-04-08 03:10 pm (UTC)