I just got back from a quick trip to Phoenix.
This morning I left my hotel and stepped into the 50 degree weather. I smiled and enjoyed the nice, warm conditions. I avoided the previous day's rains and emerged into a sun I haven't seen in weeks.
I get to my meeting and start chatting with the folks who are already there. They live in Phoenix. And what's the first thing they remark about?
How frigid it is.
As appalled as I once by that reaction, I have to wonder: Is this how people in Chicago and Buffalo feel when I complain about the Seattle snow?