Ummmm… I’m leaving in February to go to Texas. When I was there earlier this month, it was high 50s and gorgeous. People were dressed to go out in the freakin blizzard. I was dressed in short sleeves. I LIKE doing that.
Robin
I hate snow.
I hate sleet.
I hate black ice (and it does too exist! Anyone wanna bet it doesn’t? I can prove it.)
I hate salty windshields and paying more for windshield washer fluid than for gas.
I hate getting stuck in my own alley.
I hate shoveling out my driveway and then having the damn plows come by and then having to shovel it again.
I hate getting salt rings around my shoes.
I hate ankle (shin) deep slush.
I hate spending an hour and a half on the road for what’s normally a 20-minute drive.
I hate two-lane roads that become one lane after a big snowfall.
I hate snow emergencies when you can’t park anywhere.
I hate trying to stop at stop signs only to go “HOLY SHIT!” while merrily transiting the intersection–sideways.
I hate busses that can effectively splash slush all over your windshield, or you if you’re on the sidewalk.
Snow…bah, humbug.
Snow doesn’t bother me in the slightest; after all, you can’t snowmobile without it.
However.
I HATE scraping frost off my windshield before I go to work in the morning, and I hate that little gust wind that always seems to find its way down the baack of my neck.
Add me to the list of snow haters.
I’ve always hated it. Even as a little kid (NJ), I hated ice-skating and snowball fights, I hated sled riding, especially after breaking my nose.
I hated snow angel making and snow forts and shoveling sidewalks.
As an adult (NJ & PA), I hated digging my car out and dressing the kids in 50 layers of clothes. I hated sliding all over the road, and my feet and hands and nose feeling like they were gonna fall right off.
This is my first CA winter and I am loving it. I am not missing dirty grease covered snow or ice patches or frozen pipes or busting my ass on a slick staircase one little bit.
Peta, I’d hate to break this to you… but here’s a cautionary note.
Yesterday was a good snow day. There wasn’t much accumulation. The streets were plowed (somewhat). And it wasn’t any complications like freezing rain or high winds. nd the snow was light under normal standards.
It can, does and probably will get worse.
Wait until it actually snows. (No I don’t mean like Chicago. If it snows here like in Chicago, you’d think Russia has launched nuclear warheads directly at the White House.) If we get as much as six inches, you’d be cursing that we all have lost our minds. And probably because we would have. You will see cars doing sixty MPH sideways on ice. You will not see snow plows anywhere in DC. You will see morning rush hour last until 2pm and evening rush begin four hours earlier. You will see frozen slugs outpace you since you your top crusing speed won’t exceed 250 feet/hour. And sadly, that doesn’t contradict the SUV going sideways at 60MPH above. Businesses will open. Businesses will close. Confusion will reign. Cars will break down as people forget that you need antifreeze to operate a car in low temperatures. And heaven help you if you for some reason end up at a grocery story. You’d think war has broken out in Alexandria.
But in spite of all that, I still love the snow, so I can’t join this club.
When I was a kid I loved snow. LOVED it. My mom would always complain about it though. Could never figure out why: School got cancelled, you could make snowmen and snowangels, and it was an excuse to drink hot chocolate and stick the Redi Whip can in your mouth.
And it’s still all of those things. My campus, Michigan State, looks GORGEOUS when it snows. Like a postcard.
But then there are the roads. If I didn’t have to drive in snow, I would love it as much as I did when I was young. God I hate driving in snow. Hate it. Getting stuck at the bottoms of driveways, getting stuck in a turn only to suddenly fly out of it and watching your engine rev to 7,000 rpms. Praying you don’t hit a patch of black ice. All these things are reasons why I’m getting out of the Midwest as soon as possible.
But, when I’m older and have kids, I’ll teach them to love snow, and save the bitching about it for my unfortunate spouse.
I ran across this article in today’s Star-Tribune by James Lileks. It had me laughing. A lot.
Robin
I hate snow. It’s cold and wet. Real Cold and Real Wet. It doesn’t go away fast.
That said, I’m just about out of it’s reach. Mississippi is wonderful for that. If we do get any, everyone closes and we all get a day or three off. Then the power company goes to work fixing power lines and we all go back to our lives. This happens once every 5 years or so. Enough for me.
This Canadian cold front crap, however…
Hi, my name is Pammi, and I hate snow a lot. (“Hi Pammi!!”)
I’m from Florida. Massachusetts is cold, wet, and full of people that don’t know how to drive in snow (myself included). I miss the sun…a lot.
It’s 20 degrees out on an average morning, I hate scraping my windows. It frustrates me. It takes a good 15 minutes for my heat to kick in, so I shiver most of the way to whereever it is I’m going. During a sunny day, I can be at work in 12 minutes tops. During snow, I’m lucky if I make it in 45. My brakes don’t work well in snow. Last year I went to stop at a red light, totally rearended the guy in front of me. Killed my insurance.
The snow is pretty for the first few hours. Then they sand the roads, the plows drive through, cars turn the slushy mix into a disgusting brown heap. Not pretty at all.
My work dies down when it’s slow. Which means hours of sitting around staring into space, waiting for customers. We can’t close, but we’re bored out of our minds. And then we get to drive home in the nasty weather afterwards. Fun.
Yes, I very much hate snow. I’m ready for my Florida now…
At first I thought that i would be flamed for hijacking Montfort’s post like i did. And since I knew that the boards would be disabled for a few minutes in the middle of the night, the idea struck to take a few of the comments posted from Dopers who LOATHE snow, and write it like minutes from a meeting, despite my shitty typing skillz.
I did not really think someone would turn it into a new thread. i am very proud to be a charterr member of the Snow Haters Club.
Montfort: i do not live in indiana because i like it here! i am only still in indiana because i have not got the cash to finance a move that far. do hope to move out of indiana, by 2006-7
Thinksnow :wally: :rolleyes:
Like Persephone we must have 30 inches of accumulation too,
but we have a busted sliding glass door that makes it diiifcult to get outside.
I used to work at a grocery store and it was there that i finally had a chance to see more of how people’s minds worked when snow was predicted and one had to stop and get all the food before you got snowed in. They bought everything they coul lay their hands on, and quite oftn what was bought was frozen food, chips, snack cakes and pop! some staples were bought, but i do not think those sold as well as convenience foodss.
Not many packages of batteries or candles were bought, even though you might think that if snow was coming, and the power did go out, that one might just need those things!!
BTW i did post an editorial at http://www.customerssuck.com about it
Groceries And Snow by Anya
(if you should happen to be interested)
I love snow and all that comes with it, so I’m locking this thread.
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Waco, TXI spent the first 48 years of my life 30 miles south of the Canadian border, at the point where all the moisture-laden zephyrs which have crossed the Great Lakes and saturated themselves with water vapor begin to encounter uplands that will soon become the Adirondacks, and shed themselves of their aqueous burdens.
It was fun as a kid.
Nine years ago, we had a horrendous ice storm, knocking out power for several days. 2.5 years later, a “microburst” gale-force storm decided to do the same thing in the summer. Another three years and a fraction, the Great New England Ice Storm got in its beta test in our area before knocking out Quebec and northern New England in toto. We were sans power for ten days in 30-degree temperatures.
“Our kids” had recently moved south with the mother of one of them, and we’d visited them and liked the area. I was experiencing strong job dissatisfaction, and my wife’s brother, last close relative on either side, had just died. The 1998 ice storm did us in.
We packed and moved to where snow is an occasional occurrence at the heart of the winter, keeping the fainthearted home so my commute takes half the normal hour, breezing along at 55 (other than with due attention to slick spots and drifting) rather than creeping into Raleigh at 20 with several thousand other motorists.
Snow is wonderful. Since the proper attitude for the season is that it is better to give than to receive, you all can have my share, with my blessing. :rolleyes:
But snow is fun!
Snowmobiling… skiing… ice fishing… snowball fights… building snowmen…
Without snow, Calvin and Hobbes would have been 37% less funny - remember all those snowmen he built in the front yard?
Without snow, there is no cross-country or downhill skiing. Thousands of medical professionals depend upon snow for their livelihood, at least until motorcycle weather returns.
Without snow, little boys can’t have snowball fights. Have you ever watched a 6 year old boy throw a mudball at his sister? It’s pathetic - the stuff won’t pack - no cohesion at all. She ends up spattered with little spots of mud, instead of that satisfying “thwump” in the middle of the back that only a snowball makes.
And driving; most of youse guys mentioned the horror that is driving in snow. Instead, experience it, embrace it, love it! Be the ice patch! Yearn to do the perfect 360 degree donut in the shopping center parking lot! (Beware mall security, though. They may be snow lovers, but they have no sense of humor if you hit one of their light poles or shopping carts)
Oh, and auto body shop owners (panel beaters, for you brits) flat-out LOVE snow. I’m surprised that they haven’t teamed up with the doctors, and put a combination paint booth/whiplash clinic up on every street corner.
Yah, I love snow. Polycarp, please forward your share of it to me. I’ll take it off your hands right now.
Please don’t flame me - you’ll melt this wondrous, glorious, slednitudinous snow!
VB runs up and pelts all the snow haters with beautiful, grapefruit sized snowballs, pristine and white…each one right on target…
Then he runs away like the proverbial bat out of hades, a maniacal laugh drifting back on the breeze… 
** while I agree with this sentiment, let me point out that at no point in time did I have to shovel the snow that Calvin used.
** Oh yes, but you forgot to mention the fun of driving on snow/ice with the 16 year old -not-yet-licensed-driver-who’s-driven-in-snow-exactly-once giving advice. :rolleyes:
Since you’re local :D, feel free to back your truck up to my drive and cart away as much as you wish…
Add me to list of those who don’t mind it but would rather not drive in it. I used to hate driving in snow, but after about 10 years experience and buying a four-wheel drive truck with ABS, I no longer have quite the same sense of loathing. Icy and/or slushy roads, on the other hand, are considerably more difficult. Doing a bit of a four-wheel slide in the parking lots or around corners is fun if you mean to, but terrifying if you don’t mean to. So I reserve my disdain for the slipperiest roads.
I hate snow.
If it wasn’t for the skiers, maybe the government would step in and make the stuff illegal.
Ah, but you’ve made my point, SterlingNorth. I could SEE people acting that way IF the conditions were bad. I’d even encourage fearful, inexperienced snow-drivers to be extra cautious…but the roads I was on coming home had about as much precipitation on them as they would during a light spring shower. People were panicked and edgy and rude and caused others to become that way. And the media did nothing but augment everyone’s fears. It was astonishing and agonizing.
Um, I think UncleBeer is on the side of keeping it open. 
But thanks for playing.
And Mont–what PLD said!
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I don’t hate snow. What I hate is snow that doesn’t have the decency to leave after a brief visit. And the cold that encourages snow’s reluctant departure. And boorish newcomer snow that comes along and piles on top of the snow you are already trying to show the door.
I am tired of shoveling. And it is not just a matter of shoveling, but a matter of shoveling and then heaving God’s dandruff over the 5 foot piles you have already constructed. It has snowed at least 3, maybe 4 times in the since Mon the 11th. (And we missed at least one big storm during that period.) And the other day the weatherman says this will probably be the first Dec in a coon’s age where we haven’t had a single day with a high temp of 40 or above. Dammit! This is Chicago in December, Not Siberia in February. I am so NOT looking forward to March.
And I have solved the driving difficulty. I stay home. Foresight had me stock up on firewood and liquor. “Whaddya kids mean you need milk for your Cheerios. Use a little water. And get me another beer and throw another log on the fire while you are up!”
As to why do I continue to live here? Believe me, I have asked myself that same question. All I can come up with is that inertia is a mighty powerful force. Chicago wouldn’t completely suck if you could leave it for 3-4 months a year between Dec and Mar.
And my, am I humbled. I believe this is a first that I have been expressly requested to participate in a thread. Please accept my profuse apologies, but I’ve been so fucking fed up with snow I haven’t even opened up any threads about it until now. Peta, you are my favorite busty redhead.