WD Fyfe

A Sideways Glare at Contemporary Society

5 Reasons I Hate Summer

summer heatI woke up this morning and, for the first time, I could see autumn from here.  What a relief!  It’s not that I hate summer; it’s just that summer is so-o-o-o-o long and sweaty and inconvenient and bug-infested and sticky and annoying and … I think I’ve made my point.

Here are five reasons I’m happy to finally see autumn coming.

Summer is noisy — Everybody and his sister thinks they have a moral obligation to share their taste in music with the universe.  From the middle of May to Labour Day, Earth’s atmosphere is wall-to-wall stereos, blasting away like the Seven Trumpets of the Apocalypse.  It’s a wonder other planets don’t get pissed off and call the cops.

Summers are underdressed — It’s as if the entire world went to the beach and never came home.  I’m no prude, but men, shirts (even t-shirts) should have sleeves, not gaping holes; dirty feet are not fetish material, especially in a bank or a restaurant; and ladies, boobs and bum cheeks should go on the inside of whatever you’re wearing — that’s why you’re wearing it.

It’s hot — Mother Nature goes nuts every the summer — that’s her job — but that doesn’t mean I have to like it.

The food sucks — I like BBQ as well as the next man, but I don’t believe 30,000 years of human development should be thrown away every time the sun shines.  We’re not Neanderthals, and contemporary life should feature better cuisine than a glob of potato salad, a lukewarm beer and a slab of overcooked meat snatched from a backyard crematorium by somebody wearing a “Kiss the Cook” apron.

And finally:

Nobody’s around — Every time you want to do something important, the person you need to sign the form, stamp the approval or initial the receipt is always on vacation.  There is nothing more frustrating than standing there, up to your elbows in some bureaucrat’s idea of paperwork Nirvana, while the one person you simply have to have to complete the process is at the beach, dancing half-naked around the fire while her drunken secretary is busy flipping the burgers — all to the tune of “In The Summertime” by Mungo Jerry.

 

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4 comments on “5 Reasons I Hate Summer

  1. Darling Doormat
    August 23, 2016

    I’m with you on this one, WD. I could add some more reasons, if only it wasn’t so hot today 🙂

    • wdfyfe
      August 23, 2016

      I feel the same way … but wait … that breeze … it smell like leaves falling

  2. Sarah Bowers
    August 23, 2016

    Hmmm. You need to get out of town. Camping. Road trips. Vegetables going insane in the garden. A glass of wine on the deck. Bard on the Beach. Don’t get me wrong. I’m ready for fall as I am back at work which is very quiet. I don’t think anyone in Vancouver expects to get anything actually DONE. One of the few lovely things left about my hometown. I recommend a yurt in Orefon next year.

  3. Rob Alberts
    August 24, 2016

    I hope Autumn will be great.
    But I agree you made your point.

    Kind regards,

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