This morning I tried my best to think of a reason not to go into work. It was -45 degrees out with the windchill, and there had been a lot of blowing snow. My best bet was a stomach ache brought about by my eating shrimp (minor allergy) last night. But the 4 Tums tablets I had slammed when I got home in the evening seemed to have done the trick.
With no good excuse I headed to work. I would like to give a shout out to the nice Puralator man that helped push me out of the snow drift 15 meters from my parkade. I arrived half an hour late. Surprisingly (or not) I was the first to arrive.
I don’t think anyone will be showing up for movie night tonight. Even if it wasn’t bitterly cold, there doesn’t seem to be a lot of interest in the straight action movie I’ve rented.