Late Cancellations
When I woke up this morning and checked my e-mail to see if school had been canceled, I wasn’t really surprised — I have noticed that colleges almost always take the “two hours late” route, no matter how illogical it is, or how unlikely that the roads will clear much.
So I grumbled a bit, and I started my car very early, and dug up my gloves so that I wouldn’t freeze, and drove the half-hour to get to school. I left the house around 8:45 probably, because the free parking on the bridge by school becomes available at 9am. It’s a half hour drive, but I figured with the snow and late opening, the spots wouldn’t be snapped up quite as fast as usual.
So I get to school around 9:15 — 45 minutes before classes begin, and walk toward the building. In the road, because the sidewalk is a deathtrap. I learned that lesson the last time it snowed. So I get outside of the entrance, and see a classmate on the phone.
Telling his wife that the school changed its mind and that there’s a sign on the (locked) door announcing that school is closed for the day after all.
It’s worth noting that when I got home and checked my e-mail, the “we changed our minds, sorry!” e-mail had arrived in my inbox at 8:37. Admittedly, that’s a little less than an hour and a half before the school opened, but some students (and teachers!) are commuting from DC, or like to arrive early and get some studying done; for comparison, the e-mail saying “classes starting at 10 and after are on!” was sent more like at 4am.
You could say that I was irritated. Especially considering how much gas I wasted heating up the car because of all of the freaking ice.
Since I was already out, I called my brother to see if he was free today. He has the flu.
I stopped at Old Navy to see if they had any more size 10 long flare jeans, since they’re among the only jeans sold that fit me… but they were out. I bought the boot cut ones, we’ll see how that goes.
At least I picked up the new Kim Harrison book, White Witch, Black Charm, which was pretty good. I read half of it at Chili’s and the other half at home. It didn’t rock my world, but it was a solid read, and I’m happy to see that Rachel is maturing.
Filed by Cally at March 2nd, 2009 under Tags: jeans, kim harrison, snow day