We got like three inches in the city of Portland yesterday.
This is enough to bring the city to a standstill.
Except for me. I’m considered critical to patient care, sitting down in my office on the third floor of the warehouse, half a mile from the nearest patient bed.
So I got up an hour early because I always ride TriMet to work, and I know that they can’t keep the buses on schedule when it’s 70F and partially cloudy.
On the Streetcar, I ran into my coworker K. She was wearing pointy toed boots with three inch heels.
I was wearing a tiechel, a hat, a hoodie, a scarf, a peacoat, thermals, two pairs of socks, and sneakers. Because I’m from California.
Guess who fell on their ass?
GO ON, GUESS!
(Ow, my bum hurts.)