Walking in the Rain

It is not uncommon anywhere to see people running from the rain. Sprinters, fleeing even the slightest drizzle, are one of those things on which I have an opinion.

Not YOU, VFD! An opinion?

I know, shocking, right?

Anyhow, I walk in the rain. If I have some electronic or printed material that will be spoiled by the water I’ll cover it, but I walk. I may not be perfect but I’m not the Wicked Witch of the West. News flash: this ain’t you:

you ain't this sweet, sweety

I figure, if our men can spend months at a time in monsoon rains, sleeping in it, fighting in it, dying in it, I can avoid some undignified, undue speed in my travel through the parking lot.

Also not you:

tom hanks didn't melt

If you are wearing a brimmed hat (as you should but that’s another thing) then even your glasses won’t get wet. Your clothes will dry in minutes to an hour or so. It’s only a bit of water. A little water (on the outside) never killed anybody, so take your time and don’t look like a child or a jerk – walk in the rain.


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