When I went out to took a look at the completely white and dangerously slippery looking main road at midnight last night I was sure that my work would be called off today. Unlike myself, who lives about two miles away from our office, most of the people I work with live in Ayrshire and the far reaches of Glasgow, so even though I could have made it in I was pretty sure most of them wouldn’t and we’d have to close.
I’m sure, having probably been meet with similar disappointment, you won’t have to imagine my own when I arrived (late as usual) to find that every one of the sons of bitches had managed in! Even the guy who lives in Douglas (that's a far away place)!
Damn that powdery precipitation of false white hope!
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