It is my first hurricane season in New Toulouse, so I was unsure what to expect. I listened to the stories of past storms from high-water veterans while acquainting myself with the provisions of different emergency shelters in the area. I read the Tattler and community announcements for warnings and information and prepared as best I could. Nothing, however, could prepare me for the disastrous sight I awoke to this morning. I stood looking in disbelief of the chaos that nature brought upon me and began to shake with tears. Not even the worst has come, yet this tempest has undone what I have worked so hard to manage for so long.
I am, of course, speaking about what this rainfall and humidity has done to my hair! The sandbags, THEY DO NOTHING! I realize that the Mayor and Police Chief just roll out of bed and into their smoking jackets or whatever it is that they wear and go about their day, but hope that this concern will be part of the preparedness planning before more Taloosters’ hairdos are undone by this frizzy misfortune.
Signed,
In Distress