I'm glad we don't have snow here

When I was 16 I worked at Burger King after school. School was 7-3 and then I would work 4-10. I was saving up my money to get a car. Sometimes in the dead middle of winter, for no reason, my Dad would hide my Moms car keys so I would have to walk home. It was only 3 miles away but it really sucked walking in the snow in my crappy work shoes.

One time when I was 18 and working at a gas station we had a blizzard in my area. I ended up working a double shift because the other people allegedly couldn't make it in. I got home at 7 am and my Dad locked me out of the house until I shoveled the entire driveway.