It’s OK to Think

On the way home a few days ago I needed to pick up some things at the store so naturally I decide to stop at the local grocery store. Any opportunity to attempt to avoid buying chocolate is fine with me. The only complication to this plan was the weather. As I drove up the hill to our home I noticed the clouds getting lower. No problem, what's a little precipitation?

Let's stop for a second and define what "a little precipitation" means to someone who not only lives in Western Washington, but was born here. "A little precipitation" means:

• Noah has not been notified, yet.
  
• You can still see the person waiting at the stop sign in the middle of the night at a deserted intersection.
  
• Salmon are not running for public office. (It's a pun! Oh never mind . . .)
  
• People still go swimming.
  

So, I'm turning into the local QFC, destined to forget half of what I stopped for in the first place. Now it was raining. Not just a little but coming down in sheets so hard landmarks were being redefined. It was SOLID. I still get out to do my shopping, walking casually to the store because it really didn't matter how fast I went. The second I stepped out of the car I was soaked to the bone. I do my shopping, forget half of what I need and start for home. There is six inches of water in the parking lot which is pretty good considering we were on top of a hill. Just as I'm about to exit I have to wait. One of the landscapers hired to take care of the local scenery was walking the parking lot, gas-powered leaf blower strapped to his back.

Huh?

It still hurts to get my head around it. What was he trying to do? Any leaves were well on their way to Puget Sound via the public roadways. Salmon were spawning in the empty parking spaces. Was he trying to clear the water away? Was he trying to compete with nature and blow the rain back to God?

Why did somebody not walk up to him and say, "You know, why don't you take a break until after the tide goes out." It doesn't even have to be his supervisor, just anyone to spark an idea.

But no. He went about his job regardless of what was going on in the world around him. I can appreciate that type of dedication and I really don't want to write fantastic quips at his expense. The mindset is all too common today.

But come on!

Get the Hell out of the rain.