Let me tell you this, Mr. Weatherman: this Snow Fairy is tired of shoveling snow. And I have a cold. In order to protect my delicate lungs, I decided to be proactive in gently suggesting that someone else, someone younger and more agile and without a cold, could do the shoveling the next morning. So I put this sign on the inside of the front door, where the two resident teenagers would be sure to see it in the morning:
But this is what I saw in the morning:
Why bother to shovel snow when you can walk through it? It’s only 3 inches of snow. I guess my children have better shoes than I do. When I walk in 3 inches of snow, my feet get cold and wet.
And that’s when I decided. The Snow Fairy is on a work slowdown. As a labor protest I only shoveled half of the walk. So there! Take that!
Now the Snow Fairy wants to unionize. Snow Fairies, Unite! You have nothing to lose but your shovels!