The Fabulous Life of... Al Roker
I want to be a weatherwoman. Here I sit, worrying each day that I am going to f something up at my job and get fired. What if I make a mistake? What if I don't have all the right information? What if somebody has a question that I don't know the answer to? Think of how easy it would be to be a weatherperson. You can get it totally wrong and face no repercussions. What a stress-free existence!
I can't tell you how many times they have predicted a foot of snow in the city only to be completely wrong. I wake up, tear back the curtains hoping to see the city covered in white, only to find the same old scene. No snow. Maybe some rain. Today we had a double-whammy. Predictions of a transit strike on top of predictions of slick, icy conditions making for a terrible commute. I went to sleep last night like a child knowing that the next day would be a "snow day"... no way to get to work, a Friday free! I slept like a baby, woke up only to find no transit strike and no ice. In fact, it was mild and sunny when I left for work and the trains were running perfectly.
I'm going into HR today to see about changing my title to "Presentation Meteorologist" and when I screw up the next time, I will just say "sorry, but it isn't an exact science." On top of that, I will see if I can work for approx. 3 minutes every half hour and get paid a million dollars. I will get my teeth whitenened, a sprayed-on tan and a perfectly schelacked hair-do, even, just to live the life of a weatherperson. "Our 5-day forecast... who the hell knows!? Not me! Ha ha ha ha... ", all the way to the bank.
I can't tell you how many times they have predicted a foot of snow in the city only to be completely wrong. I wake up, tear back the curtains hoping to see the city covered in white, only to find the same old scene. No snow. Maybe some rain. Today we had a double-whammy. Predictions of a transit strike on top of predictions of slick, icy conditions making for a terrible commute. I went to sleep last night like a child knowing that the next day would be a "snow day"... no way to get to work, a Friday free! I slept like a baby, woke up only to find no transit strike and no ice. In fact, it was mild and sunny when I left for work and the trains were running perfectly.
I'm going into HR today to see about changing my title to "Presentation Meteorologist" and when I screw up the next time, I will just say "sorry, but it isn't an exact science." On top of that, I will see if I can work for approx. 3 minutes every half hour and get paid a million dollars. I will get my teeth whitenened, a sprayed-on tan and a perfectly schelacked hair-do, even, just to live the life of a weatherperson. "Our 5-day forecast... who the hell knows!? Not me! Ha ha ha ha... ", all the way to the bank.
posted by Tracy at 8:46 AM
1 Comments:
It's apparently a national craze, affecting us down in Virginia as well. They predicted snow, then ice, then more snow last night. We got rain, and a nice semi-warm day today.
I'll paraphrase an awesome stand up comic, Lewis Black:
"What's the easiest job in the world? Being the weatherman in San Diego, California.
'What's the weather gonna be like, Lou?'
'Nice. Back to you...'"
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