Why People in Britain Always Talk About the Weather
I’m blogging again about the weather. I know! I know! It’s cliche! I move to the UK and it’s all I can think to talk about anymore, aside from the dissertation that should have been started already.Â
Anyway, I have a second date tonight with a boy I like a lot. We used to work together at the deli before he got fired and I quit, and then through the wonders of the internets (Facebook) I got in contact with him and we went for drinks. This is only incidental to my story but I just wanted to brag that I’m not SO sad that no one wants to date me. Haha! I’ve got a date! And not with a drug dealer this time! (That’s a story for another time).
So, being a girl, I started obsessing over what to wear. It’s not really a date so much as I’ve invited him along to watch me and my flatmates get completely sloshed for the end of the semester. I told him we’re entertainment and besides, they’ve both invited boys. I figured, since it’s May, I should be able to wear my pretty pretty sun dress and sandals.
Think again, says Mr. Weather.
May 19th and it has barely broken 15C (about 60F).  I turned on my computer and the little widgit that tells me what the weather’s going to be like had rain coming out of the sun. Rain does not come out of the sun, I thought, and put my dress on anyway.
Except then it did.
No lie. I was minding my own business, putting my makeup on in my room when I look outside. The sun is still shining furiously and it is chucking down rain. Like, absolutely pissing. It was the most bizarre thing I’ve ever seen.
And this is why there is the cultural phenomenon of British people liking to talk about the weather. Because it’s fucking messed up!
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