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TeaPartyTart · 12-10-2009, 09:15 AM

I think this thread is more therapy for me.

This morning I went out to clean off my car because we live in Chicago and it's -21 windchill and well, it has to be done if you are driving anywhere. I'm very particular about snow and ice removal and feel I need to get all of the snow and ice not only off all the windows, but make sure all of the snow is removed from the car, as well.

What ticks me off is seeing drivers who take less than a 1/2 assed approach at clearing off their car. The ones with the 4x4in space on the driver's side window who feel that will suffice as they navigate the potholed filled city streets. Never mind them still trying to manage their cell phone, coffee and kids in the backseat.

Follow that up with a good 6 inches of stacked snow on their car that will blow into my windshield and I'm ready to call 911 because I'm about to report an assault because I want to beat the shit out of them.

OK- back to work for me.

12-10-2009, 09:15 AM	#26
TeaPartyTart Junior Member How Do You Identify?: Femme Preferred Pronoun?: I think "cupcake" has a nice ring to it Relationship Status: shackin' up Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: Chicago Posts: 65 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 13 Thanked 40 Times in 20 Posts Rep Power: 185	I think this thread is more therapy for me. This morning I went out to clean off my car because we live in Chicago and it's -21 windchill and well, it has to be done if you are driving anywhere. I'm very particular about snow and ice removal and feel I need to get all of the snow and ice not only off all the windows, but make sure all of the snow is removed from the car, as well. What ticks me off is seeing drivers who take less than a 1/2 assed approach at clearing off their car. The ones with the 4x4in space on the driver's side window who feel that will suffice as they navigate the potholed filled city streets. Never mind them still trying to manage their cell phone, coffee and kids in the backseat. Follow that up with a good 6 inches of stacked snow on their car that will blow into my windshield and I'm ready to call 911 because I'm about to report an assault because I want to beat the shit out of them. OK- back to work for me.