A RAINY DAY LETTER
December 10, 2004
New York, NY
Dear Katie,
It’s a soggy Friday and I have the day off from work. I just got home from the bank, CVS, grocery store, and bagel place. It’s always challenging running errands in New York in the rain. No matter what you wear, bring, or how you prepare you will end up uncomfortable. Today I wore my usual black turtleneck (the staple clothing item) with my corduroy black Gap jacket. I can’t seem to put this jacket to rest. It’s time for the breakout of the winter attire, but somehow I can’t let go of the cute jacket that shows off my butt. Do you ever compromise your comfort just to look good?
So, the rain didn’t get me too bad today. I had my 5-dollar umbrella, which is really a 2-dollar umbrella, but was marked up by the sharp businessman on the corner when the rain began. Bastards. Well, they’re not really bastards. Just trying to make a buck like everyone else. I guess anytime you make a buck it’s at someone else’s expense. Seems impossible to avoid.
People are funny in the rain. You’d think there was an apocalypse. They get consumed by it and seem to have a much lesser level of functioning. “Oh my G-d it’s raining cats and dogs out there.” “I’m drenched” “Did the rain let up?” “Supposed to lighten up”. These conversations bore me. The weather is what it is. Talking about it is not going to change matters. Maybe I’m being harsh. I guess it just gives people a way of connecting to each other. Misery loves company, right? I can’t say that I’m never guilty of having these rainy discussions. I’ve been known to do the dramatic, drenched walk-in: “Whew, it’s a mess out there!” I guess a rainy day tests our coping skills and everyone’s just trying their best.
Something I find funny is when people talk about the rainy days even when it’s sunny. I’ve had many occasions where I’m floating along enjoying the sunshine, feeling that bounce in my steps. And then I talk to someone, inevitably the weather comes up, and they say, “Yeah, it is really nice out. It’s supposed to end Thursday so enjoy it.” Jeez, if that doesn’t rip the magic carpet right out from under me I don’t know what does. People are funny. We can’t seem to just be.
So, Katie, I hope you are staying dry in this apocalypse. Don’t forget to wear your rubbers.
Miss you,
MG
It’s a soggy Friday and I have the day off from work. I just got home from the bank, CVS, grocery store, and bagel place. It’s always challenging running errands in New York in the rain. No matter what you wear, bring, or how you prepare you will end up uncomfortable. Today I wore my usual black turtleneck (the staple clothing item) with my corduroy black Gap jacket. I can’t seem to put this jacket to rest. It’s time for the breakout of the winter attire, but somehow I can’t let go of the cute jacket that shows off my butt. Do you ever compromise your comfort just to look good?
So, the rain didn’t get me too bad today. I had my 5-dollar umbrella, which is really a 2-dollar umbrella, but was marked up by the sharp businessman on the corner when the rain began. Bastards. Well, they’re not really bastards. Just trying to make a buck like everyone else. I guess anytime you make a buck it’s at someone else’s expense. Seems impossible to avoid.
People are funny in the rain. You’d think there was an apocalypse. They get consumed by it and seem to have a much lesser level of functioning. “Oh my G-d it’s raining cats and dogs out there.” “I’m drenched” “Did the rain let up?” “Supposed to lighten up”. These conversations bore me. The weather is what it is. Talking about it is not going to change matters. Maybe I’m being harsh. I guess it just gives people a way of connecting to each other. Misery loves company, right? I can’t say that I’m never guilty of having these rainy discussions. I’ve been known to do the dramatic, drenched walk-in: “Whew, it’s a mess out there!” I guess a rainy day tests our coping skills and everyone’s just trying their best.
Something I find funny is when people talk about the rainy days even when it’s sunny. I’ve had many occasions where I’m floating along enjoying the sunshine, feeling that bounce in my steps. And then I talk to someone, inevitably the weather comes up, and they say, “Yeah, it is really nice out. It’s supposed to end Thursday so enjoy it.” Jeez, if that doesn’t rip the magic carpet right out from under me I don’t know what does. People are funny. We can’t seem to just be.
So, Katie, I hope you are staying dry in this apocalypse. Don’t forget to wear your rubbers.
Miss you,
MG
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