Worst Part of the Winter
January 14, 2010 2 Comments
The worst part of the winter isn’t incessant Christmas music,
it isn’t the salt on the roads making cars filthy,
it isn’t the end of NFL football,
it isn’t even the horrendous cold.
It’s this: if I want to go out and have a drink (or associate with anyone who wants to have a drink) in this town, I have to shower before I go to bed. I also have to wash all of my clothes (including the winter gear) before the using it again.
Smokers: Please pick a more considerate hobby.