Shoveling & Shitlording We got a bad snow storm early this week. I don't think it was more than 20cm, but it was spread out over Monday, Tuesday, and early Wednesday morning, and coupled with high winds and icy roads, it made driving a nightmare. The snow plough didn't come around to my street until late Tuesday or early Wedneday, and had left a huge pile of snow at the end of the driveway. My husband was inside working and keeping an eye on the baby, so I went outside to shovel. A little while after I got out there, my neighbour comes out to shovel his driveway too. Now I don't really have anything against the guy (other than he's overweight) but I fucking hate his deathfat wife. I've bitched about her before but the TL;DR is that she's a fat, lazy, entitled cunt. I don't use that word for many "women" but trust me, this one's earned it. Anyways, I'm out there shoveling and Mr. Neighbour jokes to me, "Hey, shouldn't Mr. Ferret be out here doing that?" "No, he's inside working, he's actually in a meeting right now," I replied, not really looking up from shoveling. "Oh. Well he's lucky he's got you willing to do it then. Valerie would never shovel the driveway, she always makes me do it." Our houses are exactly the same, just mirror images of each others. The driveways aren't even that big - we can fit 4 cars in ours if we pack them in real tight. So it's not a lot to shovel. "I don't mind doing it," I said, "it's good exercise." "Valerie doesn't like exercise either," my neighbour says. I look up at him, smiled and said, "yeah, I can tell." There was a short pause, and then he said something like, "oh well, that's what I'm here for," and we finished shoveling in silence.