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December 1, 2005
The Weather
Channel
300 Interstate
North Parkway
Atlanta, GA
30339-2404
Dear Weather
Channel,
We need to talk.
I am sick and tired of all this crappy weather you’ve been forecasting
lately. A few days ago it was the 2nd anniversary of when I
found my lucky penny Steven. He has brought me all the luck in the
world. I WAS going to go to Six Flags to celebrate, but SOMEBODY had to
predict heavy rain all day. Thanks a lot, Weather Channel! Because of
you, I was stuck at home drinking the most delectable hot chocolate by a
warm fire.
And don’t get me
started about all these hurricanes? Who in their right mind would
forecast hurricanes? I mean, come on! Do you even know how many
people died in Hurricane Antonio Banderas last year? You probably
wouldn’t, you’re busy forecasting useless cold fronts and such. Listen,
if you are going to take the time to forecast the weather, forecast
something nice, will you? What’s wrong with sunshine? Do you have
something against the big ball of fire in space that keeps us alive on
this planet we call Earth? Is there something wrong with a cloudless
day? Although I do like clouds, though. One time this cloud that you
forecasted looked exactly like Luxembourg’s prime minister
Jean-Claude Juncker. Kudos to the meteorologist who forecasted that one.
It must have taken quite some effort. How do you guys get clouds up
there? Is there some kind of partnership between you and those cloud
factories in big cities? I bet there is.
Also, you should
really think about discontinuing Autumn. I mean, the weather’s nice, but
all those leaves suck. All I do in the fall is rake. I meant to write
this letter to you a month ago but I have been constantly raking to the
point of insanity.
Please consider
my comments, and please fire whoever forecasted Hurricane Antonio
Banderas.
Sincerely,

Kevin Dickinson
P.S. – Could you
please forecast nice weather (around 73 degrees with low humidity) for
next Saturday? It’s the 15th annual hog-painting festival,
and I don’t want to miss it. |