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Andrew was born in London, UK, raised in Toronto, Canada, and cavorted in Ohtawara, Japan for three years. He is married, has a son, a cat named Freddy and a dog named Shaggy (after the dudes in Scooby-Doo). He has over 35,000 comic books and a plethora of pioneer aviation-related tobacco and sports cards and likes to build LEGO dioramas. Along with writing for a monthly industrial magazine, he also writes comic books and hates writing in the 3rd person. He also hates having to write this crap that no one will ever read. He also writes an aviation blog: Pioneers Of Aviation ( https://av8rblog.wordpress.com/ ) - a cool blog on early fliers. He also wants to do more writing - for money, though. Help him out so he can stop talking in the 3rd person.

Friday, October 8, 2010

Weathermen

Over-compensating or what...
You know what I hate?
I hate weathermen. Weatherwomen. Weathergirls. Weatherboys. Meteorologists. Whether or not it’s going to rain or not.
Hmm… I just got that… weather and whether.
A typical weekday has me getting up early to get my son ready for daycare and senior kindergarten… and of course me ready for work, which is a form of kindergarten.
Because it’s Autumn, I like to check the weather to see how he and I should be dressed.
I flick on CP24, a Toronto all-day news station and lo and behold – they say it’s going to rain. I flip to the Weather Network (because well, the network is all about weather - it's the one thing they are supposed to do well) and that today's Toronto forecast is cloudy – but no rain!
Who's right? Who's wrong?
How does one dress? It’s supposed to be 18C – so it’s not exactly freezing! But do I need to dress my boy in a raincoat and rain boots – meaning he’ll be safe from the wet stuff; or do I dress him as though it’s a warmish day, running shoes and no rain coat… so he can run around at recess and have fun?
I chose the latter… it’s the Weather Network, after all.
After dropping him off at daycare, I head home and prep for a trip I need to make for a magazine interview – which is lucky, otherwise I’d drop him off and immediately head for work in downtown Toronto.
With an hour before I need to leave, it begins as I arrive back from the daycare. And not just a spit or dribble, but a full deluge that would have had Noah shaking in his sandals.
So… how can the Weather Network get the weather so wrong? I go back in and check the station… they are STILL showing it to be a rain-free day, even while I am toweling off.
Because I had some time today, I was still able to drive back to my son’s daycare with the appropriate clothing and footwear – no thanks to the weathermen.
You know…  should I actually be so inept at my job – being incorrect several times a week, I’d be fired and be looking for work in a new profession! How do these so-called weather professionals keep their job? Is it going to rain or not? Is it raining or not? If I stick my head out the window, chances are pretty good I can tell if it’s raining at this very moment or not.
I’ve watched the weather on these two stations repeatedly – no one is more correct than the other…. Though both have managed to get it completely wrong at the same time.
I know weather prediction is not an exact science – but what science are they using? My slightly arthritic knee is a more accurate predictor of rain than whatever doppler radar system used by the so-called professionals.
So… even while weathermen (and women) have a 50:50 chance of being correct, or conversely incorrect, it’s still a better percentage (okay - ratio!) than say a baseball player: hitters are gods if they succeed 30 per cent of the time, while a pitcher must succeed about 75 per cent of the time – not that has anything to do with anything.
But it does make me wish I had a job where I only need to be accurate 50 per cent of the time – and NOT get called onto the wet carpet should I not even make that percentage.

You know what I hate? Phony-baloney weather people who can’t even tell me if it’s going to rain – even when it’s raining.

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