Spoken by someone who does not have to work outdoors in it, in temperatures as low as minus 40, or have to travel on unpaved rural roads … (Oh, yes, I keep forgetting… we have a dry cold out here).
I am glad you find the snow pretty in your perfectly manicured city parks. Good for you. Now go out, shovel sidewalks in your neighbourhood for the next four or five weeks for six or seven hours a day, and let us known if that changes your taste in aesthetics.
City people with desk jobs who find the snow pretty as they look at it through a window or consider themselves courageous when they go out in the cold to walk their dogs can be so … … … interesting.
All of Canada rejoiced when the Toronto mayor called out the army to help him shovel snow after a blizzard a few years back. A good belly laugh at someone elses expense was exactly what the doctor ordered for us that winter.
A few years ago, some Lutherans from Papua New Guinea, people who hunted crocodiles for a living, were visiting Lutherans in Calgary as part of an exchange when an unexpected snowfall came in October. The Canadians thought a great way to show how tough they were compared to these PNG tribesmen who have never seen snow before and to be honest, who also hated it at first sight, was to invite them all outside for a snowball fight, just to show them “how we enjoy the snow.”
The people from PNG, who were no dummies, knew exactly what the Canadians had in mind for them, which was to try to humiliate them because of their inexperience with snow. The people from PNG smiled and winked at each other and took the folks from Calgary up on their challange.
Never, ever invite people who throw spears at crocodiles for a living outside for a snowball fight, even ones who have never thrown a snowball before. It was hilarious watching the folks from PNG getting off headshot after headshot at high velocity at the Canadians. The snowball fight was quickly stopped after the third or forth set of broken glasses and a few bloody noses.
There were Canadians who were actually crying, they were getting whacked so hard with rock hard snowballs packed by very athletic tribesmen, launched at near supersonic speeds.
I perhaps should have also mentioned that the Canadians initially showed no mercy towards the people from PNG. They were the first to thrown snowballs and when the people from PNG saw that the head was the target of choice for the Canadians, they learned quickly.
Spoken by someone who does not have to work outdoors in it, in temperatures as low as minus 40, or have to travel on unpaved rural roads … (Oh, yes, I keep forgetting… we have a dry cold out here).
I am glad you find the snow pretty in your perfectly manicured city parks. Good for you. Now go out, shovel sidewalks in your neighbourhood for the next four or five weeks for six or seven hours a day, and let us known if that changes your taste in aesthetics.
City people with desk jobs who find the snow pretty as they look at it through a window or consider themselves courageous when they go out in the cold to walk their dogs can be so … … … interesting.
All of Canada rejoiced when the Toronto mayor called out the army to help him shovel snow after a blizzard a few years back. A good belly laugh at someone elses expense was exactly what the doctor ordered for us that winter.
We just know where to live and what job to take so we can enjoy the snow…David did help neighbours with their driveways.
Does David have a snow blower?
A few years ago, some Lutherans from Papua New Guinea, people who hunted crocodiles for a living, were visiting Lutherans in Calgary as part of an exchange when an unexpected snowfall came in October. The Canadians thought a great way to show how tough they were compared to these PNG tribesmen who have never seen snow before and to be honest, who also hated it at first sight, was to invite them all outside for a snowball fight, just to show them “how we enjoy the snow.”
The people from PNG, who were no dummies, knew exactly what the Canadians had in mind for them, which was to try to humiliate them because of their inexperience with snow. The people from PNG smiled and winked at each other and took the folks from Calgary up on their challange.
Never, ever invite people who throw spears at crocodiles for a living outside for a snowball fight, even ones who have never thrown a snowball before. It was hilarious watching the folks from PNG getting off headshot after headshot at high velocity at the Canadians. The snowball fight was quickly stopped after the third or forth set of broken glasses and a few bloody noses.
There were Canadians who were actually crying, they were getting whacked so hard with rock hard snowballs packed by very athletic tribesmen, launched at near supersonic speeds.
I perhaps should have also mentioned that the Canadians initially showed no mercy towards the people from PNG. They were the first to thrown snowballs and when the people from PNG saw that the head was the target of choice for the Canadians, they learned quickly.