Some time in the early '90s, when I was a reporter for a local newspaper, we had a 6-inch snow fall over night. Not a record-breaker, but schools and government offices were closed the next day and, at the time I slid into the newspaper's parking lot, most of the arterial roads had yet to be cleaned. My first assignment of the morning? To get back into my car, find local residents shoveling their driveways and ask them what they thought about the snow fall.
I was incensed. "Are you kidding me?!" I could understand that request if we were working for a TV news station and I was expected to stand in the blizzard as it was happening. But, due to publication schedules, the article wouldn't even appear until two days after the storm.
