It’s So Hard to Get a Snow-Plow
I live in a cul-de-sac. For those who do not know what that is, a cul-de-sac usually describes a street closed at one end in a residential area, so a circle of houses with only one road out. It is a very nice and quiet place to live with no honk and bustle from traffic but once it snows, now that is a whole other story.
For thin layers of snow everything is all fine and dandy but once it starts to build up, there is no escape. The cul-de-sac turns into a sealed igloo! Our cars get stuck and shovelling frenzies usually last at least an hour with no guarantee of success. Then there’s the horrendous screech of tires and smell of burning rubber which makes things even worse because the snow starts melting and refreezing to make ice. People in the cul-de-sac end up snowed in and it puts all our daily activities on a standstill because even if you do get out somehow, sometime, you would not be getting back in.
This is when snow-plows come in, right? Unfortunately, my experience is quite contrary. For some reason, cul-de-sacs are always ignored despite the fact that they get backed up the most in snow season. It drives me nuts to see the main roads perfectly clear yet I cannot get to them because my little Volvo is stuck in snow, about one street away. What’s worse, even the garbage truck just passes us by!
So here’s the picture, we are snowed in, running low on food, some of us cannot get to work and the garbage is stinking up our circle. What do we do? Our block captain rounded us up and we started phoning the municipality to give complaints, hoping they will free us with a snow-plow. However, when we did phone, we received extremely irking and indifferent replies. It was one of those “couldn’t-care-less” types of tones. We ask, “Could you please send in a snow-plow to help us out?” and our reply is, “We’ll see.”
Yes, it’s only about ten households but it’s not that hard to just make a turn in since the plow has to pass by the neighbouring street anyways. So we waited and waited and waited. Obviously, someone took their time – a very long time. By the time the snow-plow came, the snow had begun melting a week or two after but we were grateful because clearer roads are safer.
The last thing that bothered me was how bad the driver was with the snow-plow. The driver was too lazy to get rid of all the snow and just piled it up in random areas, sometimes even directly in front of a driveway (don't ask me why). Now, a cul-de-sac is not very big and if we had any more piles of snow, our cul-de-sac would have turned into a snow maze.
So in summary, asking the municipality for a snow-plow is like sloth-watching. It either does not happen or happens too late. I may have to save up for a snow-plow next winter...