Winter groundhog

My personal gauge for winter has pretty much always been the first
frost. I've always loved waking up in the morning to see a layer of
frost on the ground. That is, I've loved it until now.

We have two garage spaces of course my parents' cars get those two
spots and so my car and the old '95 Quest are stuck parking in the
driveway annex. And so, this morning I was running out of the house.
When I got to my car and saw it. Although there was no frost on the
ground, my car was covered in frost. And so I had to proceed to chip
off all the frost. But that of course means I have to find one of
those car chipping things. I searched the entire garage, the other
cars, nothing. I finally found them in the coat closet. Wtf. Who
stores those damn things in the closet? Ugh

So I'm now on the train and the lady behind me was flirting with the
conductor. No that's a lie. Soft porn talking the conductor. Awk.

Now their trash talking other conductors and something about an
asshole of a really tall guy from Westfield. Awk.