"There is something pleasing about remaining dry while others get wet." Laughs. My life while doing stints as an instructor in my former life. This is a sentiment I connect with at a deep level.
It's the milder form of "there's something very pleasing about being on holiday while others are at work". I imagine that there are many such small comparative joys.
The rest of us would just say "Oh Noes, how terrible, I'll just have to sit in this cafe and consume a kilo of B&E rolls. Woe is me".
You make a strong case
Ahhhh, the mythical suburb of Ithaca...
"There is something pleasing about remaining dry while others get wet." Laughs. My life while doing stints as an instructor in my former life. This is a sentiment I connect with at a deep level.
Watching dogs having fun in mud and rain is indeed one of life's great joys.
Doing sweaty things with rubber is more of a personal preference, I suspect.
" There’s soething (sic) very pleasing about being dry while others are wet" ...rude
It's the milder form of "there's something very pleasing about being on holiday while others are at work". I imagine that there are many such small comparative joys.