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Hi readers! A storm named Nemo has ravaged our Northeast friends and pretty much stopped their lives. I hope my friends and family are safe, I hope you and yours are too…I do need to ask…why are they now giving a name to every act of God or nature? Did a cosmic veejay get pissed and threaten us with eternal doom because we weren’t naming all children that popped outta her womb? Educate me please.
We didn’t have it nearly as bad. As I was driving to work Thursday morning, all of the stations were saying lalala…1 inch of snow and by rush hour all will be well. Sports is next. As the day went on and the snow fell, I felt panic. I don’t know why I felt panic because I drive in this every year and my attitude is the same. Pass me at 10 + the speed limit and I will pass you in the next ditch, bitch. I will try not to salute or laugh. That is bad karma.
By the time rush hour came, we had 4+ inches on the ground. A coworker even came back as she couldn’t get out of the parking lot. At about 8pm I decided to go home. Not fun at all. I also managed to ruin a nice pair of shoes as I didn’t prepare for the extra 5 inches of snow we were not supposed to receive. At the end of the day, all blame was placed on the models that went wrong.
Here is where my annoyance comes into play….in other words, MY FUCKING RANT. How can these weather people, aka meteorologists, get paid? It irritates the shit out of me the next day when they are basically saying “screw you public, not my problem; the model went wrong”….Sports is next.
Maybe my unjadedness comes from the fact that I can’t say that in my line of work. We have this thing called accountability and can’t blame models when things go wrong. Maybe it comes from the shoes that I now have to replace. Maybe both. I understand that we all make mistakes. My job’s grace period for errors is apparently far less forgiving than that of a meteorologist’s. I also understand that I choose to live here…again, that accountability thing helps me see my part in this.
I’m not the only person who feels this way. A friend and I put milliseconds into a model to fix this. It is called the post-diction. Neither he nor I have ever been wrong so I guess you can say it is 100% accurate. I strongly suggest that TV and radio put this into action. You can save the salary of the meteorologist (no.offence). Fewer people may be annoyed as hell as well.
Sports is next.