When I got to work yesterday, my boss was basically like "Don't come to work tomorrow, school will be closed."
I didn't buy it. Frankly, I've been burned too much. As a kid, my Dad would watch the
Weather Channel and hear a dire weather prediction--then tell my sister and I that school was "going to be closed tomorrow, for sure." I'd get excited...NOT do my homework...and stay-up late. Next day, guess what? School would be open. And why wouldn't it be? After all it hadn't snowed at all overnight...
Anyway, I woke up to a blizzard-y winter wonderland. The snow has shocked the hell out of me. TWO DAYS AGO I WAS IN SHORTS!!! What the hell?
Oh well. My boss called about an hour ago and told me the building is closed tonight. So that means I get the night off (paid of course). How sweet it is (sorta).