People we can all relate to how our uncontrollable foe the rain sneaks up on us and pour down like syrup in a food fetish porn. Well, this morning the semi unimaginable happened. I am casually walking with my umbrella to the train station when the wind decided to switch its direction of travel without proper approval from the local weather man.
I immediately found myself stuggling to save my prize umbrella and more important my business casual attire as I headed into the office. Before I knew it, I was wet beyond the point of no return and walking head on into the worthy opponent. I must admit that I was losing the battle, but I didn't get discouraged. I briskly walked to the train station as gush after gush of liquid from the sky hit my finely ironed pants drip by drip.
You would be pleased to know that I finally made it to the train station and caught a train just by the hair on my "chinny chin chin". To my disappointment, I am reminded of my battle this morning as my elbows rest on my pants to write this post and the water makes it way to my skin. Such an uncomfortable feeling.
-Uncle Booze
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