The kindness of strangers…

So it’s finally snowing in NY.  We expected a storm last weekend, but apparently Salt got all our snow instead.  Today we are getting ours.  I’ve been wishing for a really big snowstorm…the kind that closes my office and gives me a good excuse to stay home.  Looks like that’s exactly the kind we are getting.  Too bad I’m already at work!  There really wasn’t any snow when I left the house and my boss wasn’t answering the phone, so I came in.  In the hour it took to get from my house in the ‘burbs to my office in the city we got about two inches of snow.  I have one thing that really have to finish today and then I’m leaving.  Hopefully the bus is still running later on!

As we waited for the snow last night, there was much discussion about whether to venture out to work today.  J has the good fortune to be the boss and, therefore, the one making the decision to close his office.  I am at the mercy of other people’s decision-making.  J called it last night and sent out an email to his employees, telling them to stay home.  Then he started in on me, trying to convince me to stay home too.  He reminded me of last year’s snow fiasco…

One day, I noticed it was snowing while I was at work, but it didn’t look that bad.  It never really occurred to me that it might be snowing harder closer to home, so I stayed at work all day.  When I got off the train at home I was shocked to see about 6 inches of snow on the ground.  I am not a fan of driving in the snow, but I thought it wouldn’t be so bad.  Our house isn’t that far away.  J was working late, so I was on my own.  I got the car cleaned off and I headed off down the street. 

What I didn’t know at the time was that the car needed new tires and the front tires were a little on the bald side.  So I get to the corner and I make a turn and start to head up the first of several hills I had to navigate.  That’s when the trouble started.  I tried to keep the car straight, but I ended up in the curb.  So I backed up and tried again…again in the curb. 

I was totally frustrated, but luckily two guys who were shoveling their driveways took pity on me and came over to help me.  They started pushing my car, trying to get me around the corner and on the way up the hill, but nothing was helping.  They suggested I turn the car around and try to go a different way.  There are hills no matter which way you go from the train station, but some weren’t as snow-covered.  My town isn’t great about plowing the side roads.  We managed to get the car turned after a long while and as I started driving down the street I ended up in the curb again. 

At this point, I was about two seconds away from tears.  It had been almost an hour, I was clearly going no where, the car was totally stuck and blocking the street and I was alone with no idea what to do next.  If those two guys weren’t helping me I would have totally lost it.  At this point I call J and ask him what I should do.  I could sense that the guys really wanted to go inside and I was going to be screwed.  J, not really understanding how bad the roads were, was no help.

Then the thing I was afraid of happened…a car came and wanted to drive down the street that I was blocking.  Turns out the driver was a super nice guy.  He had a pickup and suggested that he could use his truck to tow me back into a parking spot and off the street.  I was so grateful to just get out of the street I agreed and that’s what we did. 

Once my car was safely in a parking space, I thanked everyone and tried to figure out how I was going to get home.  I must have looked panicked because the guy in the truck offered to drive me home.  Now, normally I don’t accept rides from strange men, but the alternative…walking two miles in the snow…wasn’t very appealing.  Thankfully, I made it home a few minutes later thanks to my new friends. 

A few hours later J got off the train and found that the roads had been plowed, but the car had been plowed in.  Because neither one of us ever really has our shit together, there was no shovel or anything in the car.  Poor J had to dig the car out using his hands and a tupperware that he had with him.  Though, it served him right for not being more helpful while I was on the phone, nearly hysterical.  Once he managed to get it out, he was able to navigate the roads fine. 

It’s all very funny now and we laugh about it, but then it was a nightmare and I refuse to do it again…ever.  I was lucky that those guys were there to help me.  I was also lucky that none of them was a serial killer! 

So I’m sitting in my office, looking out the window at the snow.  It’s oddly quiet in here…oh, right, because I’m the only idiot that actually ventured in here.  My boss…the person who insisted that we keep the office open…has been completely ignoring his phone and email this morning.  I’m guessing that he won’t be making an appearance today.

If  you are getting this storm also, please be careful and be safe.