Friday, January 08, 2010

Night Fever

Night shifts upon us again; so far, so unbusy. The bulk of our work has come from people slipping in the ice. I briefly debated with Pa Shroom the chances of people curtailing their usual Friday activities (getting drunk, starting fights) in view of the inclement weather.

He thought they might.

They didn't.

I admire that aspect of British resolve; the locals are in no way going to modify their behaviour based on environmenta concerns. Beer exists to be drunk, spouses punched; the big difference is that they then fall over and break something, or, occasionally, freeze to death.

Happy Days.

1 comment:

Parameddan said...

I've found that snow and ice constitutes a perfect storm that brings nut jobs and idiots out of the wood work. It's unbelievable.

i could go on for hours...