Along a counter of stools, 2 customers enjoy breakfast and small talk at a local diner, early one Sunday morning.
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Patron #1: "My knees are killing me this week. Between the aches and pain, and pressure at work; I feel like the clouds will never lift. Ya know, everything's turning gray.
Even my boss used to appreciate my quarterly forecasts; but now, there's nothing but ice in his voice."
Patron #2:
"Well, the Bay area just can't catch a break this month. The city's at an all time low; what, with this temperature inversion and all.
I hear you, I really do. We wake, stumble around in a fog; then it's bumper to bumper in freezing drizzle - all the way in.
No horizon, heads down & soaked we walk on without acknowledging one another; people can be so cold.
But this depression should lift soon though.
Around the 31st, expect to break through that ceiling. Your boss might just appreciate a little blue-sky thinking.
I'm Jim, by the way. Chief Meteorologist with Channel 7."
Patron #1:
"Nice meeting you Jim. I'm Tom, I sell waterbeds over at Mattress Firm in the Avenue Mall."
- S, Greene
