Chuckles Abound

Some people never learn. As I sit here watching the pedestrians across the street, every now and then one comes along who makes you laugh even through their misery. To set the scene, 1 snow bank approximately 5 feet high, 1 dirty puddle of water about 4 inches deep, rush hour traffic with reduced lanes and 1 lady in a big rush. After dodging the rush hour traffic by running across 5 lanes of stopped traffic, she attempted to scale the snow and ice wall that stood between her and the nice clean sidewalk. Needless to say, she made it only halfway up before she lost momentum. In desperation she lunged for the top and only managed to slide and spin her way to the bottom back into the awaiting water puddle. Now as she sits there in the water, she is thoroughly pissed and extremely embarrassed. She once again she launches up the snow and ice wall but now the water only manages to make it icier and more slippery. Once again, she made it to the puddle without even making it halfway up and the dirty water cools her off. By now her dress is torn down the front, her right shoe hopelessly buried in the snow bank, her rear exposed from the slide and everything, hair, coat, clothes and papers, are dripping wet with the dirty water and who knows what else. She now gives up and walks the quarter block to the crossing she originally had no time for. Here she can use the path cut through the snow bank to reach the clean sidewalk.

Moral: Sometimes the shortest path isn't the quickest.