I think this year I'll buy myself a really nice pair of gloves.
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I live in the frigid north.
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I remember when I was an idiot kid in middle school. I was a lazy schmuck who couldn't use his locker (bad placement vs where my classes actually were) so I had everything in my backpack, which would normally include a coat. But I hated lugging my coat around, so I usually just said "fuck it" and left home without it. My walk to the bus stop was half a mile one way. I had it timed out perfectly so that by the time I would arrive, the bus would be there already, if not in a few mins.
Well it was only -3 out, so I said "fuck it" as I rolled out the house in my usual t-shirt and shorts. I get to the bus stop, and we wait, and wait, and wait. Finally word from the previous bus stop comes in that the bus broke down (blew the rad). We also happened to live in the far side of the district. It would take at least 30-40 mins for another bus to arrive. That's when it hit me like anal. I was fucked.
Thankfully tho my friends at the time were kind enough to lend me their warming devices. I had one hoodie covering my legs, and I was curled up in a ball in another one. After about 30ish mins the new bus arrived. I had frostnip, which is better than having frostbite. School nurse was kinda useless but I was fine after all that. Though, even after that experience, I was still dumb enough to leave a coat at home because I was just too damn lazy.