#005 // do you hear what I hear?

[static-hawk.livejournal.com]

Note to self: thank all the powers that be that I got a job at a bookstore and not a larger retail shopping outlet. I've never seen people go this bonkers over materialistic things before. It makes no sense at all.

I saw someone spraying white stuff on a window on the way home, for no apparent reason. I also saw artificial trees, which make absolutely no sense. Why would you have an artificial tree if you can look out the window and see a real one?

Go figure.

Comments

[as-cold-as.livejournal.com]

The white stuff is this City's sad excuse for fake snow. Which is such a personally affront to me, sometimes it gets hard to see straight.

[static-hawk.livejournal.com]

So do we ever get real snow here?

And why is it a personal affront?

[as-cold-as.livejournal.com]

Listen, if the weather doesn't produce some, I officially will and that's a promise. Winter without snow is just not winter. It's also an aberration against all creation.

Maybe affront's not the right word, but it's just painful to watch. All that effort to make some fluffed up styrofoam, when I could be doing it right. And possibly getting paid to do it.

[static-hawk.livejournal.com]

You make...

...okay, that's just cool.

The fluffed-up styrofoam is all over the displays at my store. It's disturbing.

[as-cold-as.livejournal.com]

Well, not so much snow as just super-chilly things in general. Makes me really popular come summertime, let me tell you.

Lucky for me, at work, they've got enough of the real stuff to forgo the "everything must come with a thin coating of white gunk" mentality.

[static-hawk.livejournal.com]

Huh. Do remind me to not piss you off, I've never been a fan of the extreme cold. However, that's rather fascinating as an ability.

[tinprodigy.livejournal.com]

You take fake snow personally?

I get that most people want to think they're all beautiful unique snowflakes, but dude. Chill.

[as-cold-as.livejournal.com]

I have no idea how deliberate your bad punnage is meant to be, but I've heard it all before.

Trust me on this one.

[tinprodigy.livejournal.com]

I was joking about the snow thing.

...You get that a lot? Why?

[as-cold-as.livejournal.com]

Ah, so it wasn't on purpose. Well, then, I guess that's good. Unless this is just a sign from fate, trying to tell me that I'm doomed to be haunted by snow jokes indefinitely.

It's my power. It tends to invite every single bad snow, ice, and chill out pun from here to Timbuktu. Literally.

[tinprodigy.livejournal.com]

If I knew where Timbuktu was, that might make more sense. But I take it you're some kind of human snow-blower, huh?

Pretty cool, if you ask me.