While I appreciate that at this point many of us are sick and tired of the snow, I can’t help but be grateful for one thing. It seems to have made us kinder! We’re all united in our disbelief at the amount of the white stuff falling from the sky and it seems to be breeding a level of friendliness that had been missing for quite some time. I’ve had more friendly chats with strangers over the last 3 days than I have in the last 3 months! Add to that the pure joy on my littlest sister’s face today when she came in for her lunch, and I’ll take the snow!
What I won’t take however, is packs of teenage shitheads targetting people on the street. I was left in tears the other night after a group of about twelve 16 year old DICKHEADS pelted me with snowballs on Pearse Street. I’m all for a bit of fun, but the whole thing was really intimidating, especially as one girl followed me down the road throwing snowball after snowball at my head. I had a few choice words for them, but was left really shaken by the whole thing. You can imagine my delight when I read my friend George’s Facebook status this afternoon:
Just shoved a lad’s head into the snow after he flung a snowball and spilt my coffee all over me. Revenge is a dish best served by swift retaliation.
George, you’re my hero.
P.S. Just heard Brian O’Driscoll is apparently pushing snow-stricken cars up Leeson St. What a hero.