So long Irene, Hello Change of Plans

I'd like to give a huge, pushing you out the door quickly type of goodbye to Irene. I hope I never have to hear the name Irene again...for a really long time. If I do, I might just have a really unpredictable reaction. While I did have fun with Irene on twitter, thats about where the extent of fun ended.

I was supposed to be moving back to NYC today, and that got cancelled as of yesterday at 2:30...so much notice right? The amount of e-mails I was receiving during the storm from school was highly annoying, and looking back these e-mails were also highly misleading. There were many sent between the one that said move-in might be pushed back and the final one changing the plans. These messages in between had no mention of a change of plans. Sorry to say, but myself and my working parents do not just sit around waiting for an institution to delegate our plans...besides the fact that vacation hours come in limited numbers.

Needless to say, I am pretty angry. While we did not loose power or anything major like that, this "change of plans" has just added a large amount of stress and inconvenience to an already stressful week. I mainly blame this decision on the media that hyped of this storm beyond belief. I was not surprised at all when it was far less severe than they predicted.....but they get paid to do this?

On a closing note, my friend and I discussed that when we think of an Irene, we think of permed hair, smeared lipstick, and should pads. How do you envision Irene?

Now is the perfect time to remember this famous little poster: