vintage68
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I got a rock....
I got a rock....
...Was it black..? Look something like a chunk of coal..??
My husband says getting let go from his retail job was one of the best thing that ever happen to him. He knew it messed up Christmas for him and the family, but didn't realize how much.Working for UPS for 38 years I can honestly say that I have not enjoyed a Christmas in well 38 years. Remember that the true meaning of Christmas is how many presents that you can get. It used to be peak season for us was Nov. 25 through Dec. 25. Now it is Nov. 1st through Feb. 1st. It's only going to get worse!
They never used to salt the roads this heavily or this often. And it's not because they want to keep the roads clear, it's because they're scared to death of being sued by some halfwitted Lexus-driving transplant who has no idea what "snow tires" are. Either learn to drive in winter or go back where you came from.
Either learn to drive in winter or go back where you came from.
And speaking of winter things we could do without, enough already with the maniacal oversalting of the roads. As soon as an eighth of an inch is on the pavement, bang, out come the trucks and the high-corrosion rock salt, until it's so thick on the road that you can taste it in the air. And then one fine October day you take your Toyota in for inspection and they tell you you need $1800 worth of work to replace everything the salt got the winter before. That's after you spent a cool $1000 to patch the body holes thanks to that same stinking salt.
They never used to salt the roads this heavily or this often. And it's not because they want to keep the roads clear, it's because they're scared to death of being sued by some halfwitted Lexus-driving transplant who has no idea what "snow tires" are. Either learn to drive in winter or go back where you came from.
And speaking of winter things we could do without, enough already with the maniacal oversalting of the roads. As soon as an eighth of an inch is on the pavement, bang, out come the trucks and the high-corrosion rock salt, until it's so thick on the road that you can taste it in the air. And then one fine October day you take your Toyota in for inspection and they tell you you need $1800 worth of work to replace everything the salt got the winter before. That's after you spent a cool $1000 to patch the body holes thanks to that same stinking salt.
They never used to salt the roads this heavily or this often. And it's not because they want to keep the roads clear, it's because they're scared to death of being sued by some halfwitted Lexus-driving transplant who has no idea what "snow tires" are. Either learn to drive in winter or go back where you came from.
They NEVER salt the roads down here.
We get sand on bridges and overpasses if we are lucky. Personally I try to stay home to avoid the idiots that are out joyriding and have no clue on how to drive in icy conditions.They NEVER salt the roads down here. On the rare occasion that they get that bad, everything just shuts down and everyone stays home. If you do get out and get in a wreck, there's not a lawyer in the state who'd touch the case.
I always laugh whenever I see some sunny southern region hit by a rare snow or ice storm, and the locals don't know how to drive in it. It often looks like a bumper car ride on steroids.
We have a saying down south: You don't have to shovel sunshine.