There was once a time when if it snowed 10 inches you called it a day. I’m talking adults, not children. I’m talking work, not school. Those days are long behind us. Today Philadelphia was blanketed with just under 10 inches of snow. In the past that would have meant shoveling you and your neighbors out, digging out cars, and the maybe a late lunch at the local pub in front of a fireplace. Or maybe you’re more traditional – you would have built a snowman with your children and then go sledding, followed up by some hot chocolate. It’s a Norman Rockwell postcard waiting to happen.
But the Internet has ended that. My home broadband connection is way faster than my work connection; I can access all my files remotely and honestly, it’s easier for me to get work done at home than it is in the office. My company doesn’t even close – ever and why should they?
Still, it’s a bit sad. Or maybe it’s just growing up.
Anyway, a modern Norman Rockwell will have to look elsewhere for subjects and we’ll just have to pray for snow days to fall on Saturday and Sunday.