I really do feel sorry for meteorologists. We depend on them to let us know if we can have our picnic or hike or hang the laundry outside, and if they get the forecast wrong (very rare!) we give them what-for!
I have heard reliable stories about weather forecasters being accosted by irate citizens while out in public buying groceries. "It rained on my daughter's wedding day! How dare you make it rain on her special day!"
Grrr.
And it's not just citizens that are the raspberry seed in their teeth. The poor weather people have to sit there while the news anchor gives them credit for a nice day or mildly berates them for rain. "Well, let's thank J.P. over in Weather Central 49 for a beee-yootiful day yesterday! How about that sunny sky!?"
Yes, thanks, J.P.
Here's the other thing. No matter what the meteorologist says online, he or she will get questions online, such as, "You said it's going to rain two weeks from Thursday. I live down in Painan Acres. Will it rain there, too? We have the soccer tournament that afternoon.
"I'm going skiing in three months! Can you tell me which mountain will get the most snow?"
"How should we dress next Friday evening for the cookout? Will my dotted swiss pantsuit be ok, or will we have a chill in the air? I really need to know. Thanks!"
And of course, any time a hurricane makes its way up the East Coast, everyone wants to know if it's safe to send the kids down to the beach any day in the next dozen.
These people have a hard enough job to do. Let them do it, and not deal with unanswerable questions.
Thank you for your attention to this matter.
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