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It was around 8:30pm when I hit the three-hour mark of the most epic “snow-vs-shovel” driveway battle of all time. So far the snow was winning. I found myself facing the icy wall that waited in between the sidewalk and the road. The sidewalk was at my back. The wall towered over me as if I was a wildling at the doorstep of the Night’s Watch.
To the right came a deep rumbling noise. I hesitantly turned my head, knowing full well what was to come; the sidewalk plow was on the horizon. Was all my effort in vain? Were my hard won trenches to be destroyed?
I stepped aside to give way and bowed my head in submission to the beast. All of a sudden the creature swerved off its trail and pierced its way through my ice-wall foe as if a knife through butter, or peanut butter… or almond butter.
Thank you sidewalk Snowplow Driver! Where once I saw an enemy, now I see a comrade. Let us, the brave Canadians, continue our eternal fight side-by-side (at least until the summer). —Is it June yet?
This article appears in Feb 5-11, 2015.
AN ELUSIVE REFERENCE
“The wall towered over me as if I was (sic) a wildling at the doorstep of the Night’s Watch.” Is it June yet?
Unquestionably one of the more lyrical posts to date but I found the reference to “a wildling at the doorstep of the Night’s Watch” elusive. Any chance of enlightenment?
A pleasure as always,
Cheerio!
Its a “Game of Thrones” reference, ya big headed, dolt.
I call fake bitch. A helpful plow driver? Yeah, right. One of the requirements of the job is a sadistic streak. Those fuckers take great delight in piling mountains of icy death to seal people back in their driveways. Extra points if it was just shoveled clean.
I don’t watch that shit.
The Mod needs to learn the difference between a Bitch and a Love.
No shit, dumbass, kinda figured that when you didn’t get the quote. Why is it always the over-privileged academics that like to point out the obvious?