1. You hear rumors during the school day about a possible snow day tomorrow, but all you can think about is finishing that midterm at the end of the day.
2. School ends, and you start checking Facebook. Your entire Newsfeed is cluttered with statuses about Bill and/or Dante De Blasio
3. You get home and decide to put off homework for a couple hours, already convinced that your time would be better spent catching up on TV shows.
4. Before you know it, 8 o’clock rolls around, and you still haven’t gotten a call from Mr. Uliano. At this point, you start to panic about the homework due tomorrow that you have neglected because of your wishful thinking.
5. You decide it’s time to give in to superstition. You do a little snow dance, hoping it will bring some luck. You also try to eat dinner with your fingers and toes crossed and leave a spoon under your pillow, among other various rituals. When you look out the window and see the snow steadily falling, you pat yourself on the back and credit yourself for the snow.
6. Your parents shout from your apartment that they have just received an email from Hewitt. Sprinting in hopes of a snow day notification, you’re disappointed to read, “As of now, New York City public schools expect to be open on Wednesday.” Essentially, you’ll have to keep playing the waiting game.
7. It’s 10 o’clock and you decide it might be best to prepare for the worst. You start your homework and continue on as if it weren’t snowing.
8. At this point, you’re either hopeless and under your covers already or continually scrolling through Facebook and reading about the progress of other city schools’ snow days. But finally, the house phone rings. You know exactly what you want to hear. Picking up the phone, a pre-recorded voice exclaims, “This is Lou Uliano…”
HAPPY SNOW DAY!
Kirsten Wiig starring in her “Target Lady” skit on SNL