My job is so much cooler
If you live in Arizona you know that we’re having a “dry spell”, which is funny because this is the desert, and when I took BIO 100 they told me that deserts are mostly dry. Let’s not be so presumptuous to think that anyone actually paid attention in that class.
The weathermen (we don’t have weatherwomen) from all of the local stations claimed that this weekend we would finally be getting rain and the temperature would drop significantly.
Well, it’s Tuesday, and my car is still dirty and sad. Where the hell is the rain?
C’mon people, it’s 2006. Are you telling me we still don’t know how to tell what the weather is up to? What are all those colorful map things for? And that cute little icon with the smiley sun, doesn’t that mean anything? Weatherpeople have always been laughable in their accuracy, so why the hell do we still employ them?
Thinking back to every job I’ve ever had, if I had been so wrong so many times, I would have been fired more often than I’ve slipped into a food coma. And that’s more than a wheelbarrow full of times.
Weathermen are like taxidermists: overpaid and completely useless. If you want to pay your neighbor to knock on your window and predict the weather, please do. But don’t waste money and time on some dick in a suit who is excited about low-pressure systems even though he clearly doesn’t know what they do.
Tags: America is Retarded, baby sand monsters, psychics, weather