Yeah, so, my family is obsessed with the weather.
My parents always want to know what the weather is going to be like every second of the day. Growing up, all kinds of commotion would be going on in our house, but everything stopped when the local weather report came on the news. I could call my mom right now and ask her what the weather report is for this weekend, and I bet she knows.
Once again proving that I might be adopted, I’m a complete idiot when it comes to the weather. Basically, every day I assume the weather is going to be like it was the day before, unless someone tells me different.
“It was sunny yesterday, so it will be sunny today.”
I look out the window in the morning, and that’s my weather report.
Since I live in San Francisco, I’m usually prepared for different kind of weather. It’s cold in Glen Park, but it might be sunny in Dogpatch. I wear layers. I pack a hat in my bag. This is why what happened to me today is so hilarious to me.
I had jury duty in the South of Market hood this week. (A blog post about that is coming soon, because I have a lot to say about that.) I walked out of the courthouse this afternoon and it started to rain. I kept walking. And then it really started to rain … a lot. It was a downpour, and I was completely unprepared. I wasn’t wearing a water-resistant coat. I didn’t have my hat or an umbrella. It was raining so hard that I couldn’t see with my glasses anymore. I took off my glasses and started a kinda skip/run to BART. At one point, some guy, who appeared to be homeless, yelled at me, “Get out of the rain, dummy.” Yep, the homeless were judging my lack of preparedness. Awesome.
I got completely soaked. See for yourself.
I shared this photo on Facebook, so all my friends and family could laugh at their idiot friend. Not only did they laugh at me (as they should), someone commented that this photo could be an album cover. This commented started a little Photoshop exercise for some of my friends, which I’m going to share here, because I hate myself, and I love my friends.