Jen

My Life in Rain.*

Let’s see, it started raining at oh, 7:15 this morning, right? By time I left my house at 8:20, my street was flooded and water was already collecting on the sidewalk. After analyzing the situation, I went back inside, found a pair of crappy flip-flops, grabbed my raincoat, and headed for the L. By the time I reached the corner, I was already pretty wet. Of course, there the water was even higher. Two other people were struggling on how to cross the street without having to walk through a half foot of water. My thoughts were that if I stand out here, in this monsoon, thinking of better ways to cross the street to stay dry, then most likely I’ll get even more wet. So I went for it. The water is up to about mid calf on the street. Then, as I step onto the curb, I lose a sandal in the mini Lake Michigan on Paulina. Thank god they float!

So, an hour and ten minutes after I leave my house, I get to work, completely wet. I would like to thank Chicago Streets and Sanitation for not cleaning out the drains and giving me 6 inches of water to wade through, the CTA for always making me late and putting a smile on my face, and last but not least, Old Navy for making a $3.50 flip flop that floats.

But seriously, how can I still be in a good mood? After you get just so wet, every thing gets funnier.

*Insert obscure band reference here.