I’ve been mostly awake since 3 a.m. This is not a new phenomenon. What is new is having that same giddy feeling I had as a kid on Christmas morning. I shouldn’t be excited. I really shouldn’t. In an area that normally gets maybe 8 inches of snow a year we’re in for our third storm in less than 45 days. And it promises to be a doozy.
I confess that I am a little tired of shoveling snow on my time; this will be our second accumulation of 12 inches or more over a Friday night/Saturday morning. Seriously, could we have 11-17 inches of snow on a Wednesday? Even with that “flinty Chicago toughness” of President’s, OPM would be forced to close the Fed.
But still, I can’t help but be moved out of my usual winter torpor by something that is forcing everyone to rethink how they do business. And by everyone I do mean everyone. The law firm my mother works at closed preemptively yesterday. Don’t think it was out of the goodness of their hearts, though. Accumulation has been predicted to start around 10 a.m. Eastern time and our subway system announced yesterday, a full 24 hours in advance of the storm, that 8 inches or more would force the closure of all above ground rail stations. You can’t very well have people coming into the office for an hour or two because some of them will, stupidly, stay longer than they should and then the firm has a liability issue. The prediction is that this will be the biggest storm since 1996.
For the record, in 1996, the subway was closed for three days.
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