This isn’t the kind of mud I want to wrestle with…

As we enter a period of warmer days when the snow begins its speedy melt, I am reminded of the peril of muddy, slushy puddles on the NDSU campus.  When you couple the puddles with pre-occupied drivers who are in a hurry and multi-tasking (be it by singing, texting, talking on the phone or waving to friends) a hazard condition emerges that every walker in the near vicinity is vulnerable to – the mud puddle splash.

I know the mud piddle splash all too well.  I have been the recipient of it a few times on the campus.  There I was walking along minding my own business when a driver barreled past me on the nearby road and achieved maximum mud spray velocity.  The next thing I knew,  I looked like Pigpen and had shared with the world my expansive cussing repertoire.  And the drivers – well they never did stop – they appeared to be oblivious.

But not this year.  Oh no, this year I am tuned into this hazard and I refuse to fall victim to it again.  I watch and I wait to ascertain that it is safe before I enter the danger zone (the vicinity closest to the puddled street).

It is a good thing too as I have already seen casualties this year.  Getting splashed with mud as you innocently go about campus minding your own business can be a real day-ruiner.  People look at you as if you are slovenly and despicable, when in reality you were just the victim of bad timing, bad manners or both.

Today I speak out for all the folks like me who have been victims of the mud puddle splash when I say to drivers everywhere: please exercise courtesy and care as you travel about during the thaw – your inattention could result in another’s muddy misery.  And frankly folks, this isn’t the kind of mud I want to wrestle with. ;-)

Day nine hundred and seventy-four of the new forty – obla di obla da

Ms. C

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I teach at NDSU...but I remain a student of life with all the enthusiasm that entails. My favorite saying is, "Sometimes you have to take the leap and build your wings on the way down." In the new forty that is what I am doing...building my wings.
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