Typhoon Bilis was a complete cop-out. The typhoon forecasts of 2 days ago showed the tropical hurricane heading straight for and over Taiwan. Naturally, I (and most other people) expected to have a day off work - and a reason to increment my "Days off work due to typhoons" ticker to the right, which hasn't moved in roughly a year.

On Wednesday night, an announcement was made that some cities and counties along the Eastern seaboard would get Thursday off - which is no surprise, they are at the forefront of the typhoon experience, and they're largely easy-going and unproductive people anyway. But come Thursday morning, a quick check on internet showed that the typhoon hadn't arrived quite yet and that I'd still have to go to work. Disappointing. Well, Friday should be a day off.

On Thursday night, the heavy rain that came during the day turned into a drizzle, but I still had hope for a Friday off. When I awoke at 5:30am on Friday, heavy rain make a racket on the metal roofing outside my window, so I checked the government website that informs of regions with days off... nope. No day off. Turns out the typhoon turned a little further North, just grazing the tip of Taiwan.

So, I'm at work, writing my blog in disbelief of this Bilis's cowardly actions.

Going to the office isn't a big deal if you're planning on going to the office. But when you have full expectations of a day off (TWICE!) and that paid vacation doesn't come, getting dressed in the morning becomes a draining activity.

And now the typhoon has passed, and we have stupid nice weather again. Damn it.