The difference between a west coast storm and a Texas storm is profound. On the west coast, a storm comes and plants itself like a stereotypical mother-in-law. It hovers, occasionally letting loose a slight drizzle, not sufficient to require any response, just enough to let you know it’s there, it just continually lets you know its still here, continuing on long after it should have ended, like this sentence. A Texas storm makes its presense known. When a Texas storm comes in, you see it on the horizon and you know to get ready. A Texas thunderstorm’ll soak you to the bone in seconds if you let it. I never understood why my car had a fast wiper setting until moving out there. But they seem to know when they’ve overstayed their welcome. If you don’t like the weather, wait five minutes.
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I haven’t said anything about my project, and i’m reasonably sure i’m not allowed to. But anyway, it’s customer facing, so that’s intense.