I Love Irony
I was talking to a friend yesterday morning. She is in New York City and I am in Florida. She said it was 92 degrees already in the city. I check the temperature here and it was only 84 degrees. Yes, cooler all the way down here in Florida. Of course, by afternoon it was in the mid to high 90s here.
The first summer after I moved down here, I took a nice long vacation up north to see friends and family. While Florida enjoyed some of the coolest weather in recent years, the entire Northeast had a miserable heat wave. I was driving a borrowed car that overheated on a mountain pass. My cell phone did not have a signal and I had to go to roaming. When I finally reached AAA, they told me to get back in my car, roll up the windows, lock the door and wait for their representative. Are you kidding me? Did they want my annual membership fees or did they want to kill me?
Of course, I like it when things work non-ironically as well. Two years ago I went to NYC to see friends. It was July and here in Florida the weather was nasty. While my city friends walked around NYC with me moaning and groaning about the heat, I felt like I had been granted a rare spring day. Things felt breezy and cool to me.
Posted on June 5th, 2008 by onecleardot
Filed under: The Way People Think
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