I hate to sound like a hopeless romantic, but doesn't snow jut somehow make everything ok? I still have to work, it's a royal pain walking over the pedestrian bridge, but the snow makes me grin.
So did this guy at the metro. I was behind him at the 'turnstile' when he daintily touched the metro card to the touch strip. He jumped and looked delighted when the thing opened up. He touched the strip again before walking through. He then stopped on the other side and went through a rather elaborate routine to get the thing in his pocket beneath many layers of clothes. This fellow was gangly, fugly, had short black mussy hair, and a rather noticeable nose. I then realized I had just seen a real-life Mr. Bean!