Super-Duper Wacky n' Tacky Euro Adventure

Ok, just have to put in a quick entry for a short, but amusing story. So I was at SportMaster Diskont, currently my favorite place in Moscow, and I was trying to quickly purchase some snow boots and make it to a class downtown in less than an hour. So they go up to size 11.5 and not 12, but after fitting into the biggest available boots with my thickest socks, I decide they should be good enough and I reluctantly buy the biggest shoes I have ever seen in my life. I may have also bought some other wintry fun items. But they were so cheap! But I digress. So I’m trying to make it back to my apartment, a ten minute walk if done briskly, to drop off my purchases and backpack and make it to my class. As soon as I get outside it decides to start raining on me. Meanwhile my colon is pleading with me to find a golden commode with silk toilet paper. And then I got lost. After 30 minutes I finally found a landmark I recognized and called someone to let them know that I wouldn’t be able to make the class. Then it started to sleet; you know, when it is falling like rain, but it is all frozen and doesn’t stick; basically the weather cruelly teasing you to think that it might snow. Plus it is windy. Then five minutes from my door, some snow begins to mix with the sleet and the car-tops and my coat are starting to accumulate a white layer. Great. I finally get into the front entrance of my apartment where our door lady/babushka is calmly reading her gossip newspaper and sipping on tea.
“It’s snowing again,” I relate to her as I’m shedding layers of clothing.
“Yeah. But what are you gonna do?” she responded, barely lifting her head to acknowledge me.
“Uh, I don’t know.”
“Nothing. The weather is always like this,” and she gave me a half-smile and went back to reading.
And that, ladies and gentleman, is quite possibly the best and only way to explain the general Russian attitude. After all my bad luck in the previous hour, I could do nothing but smile and wait for the elevator to reach the first floor where it would take me to my refuge.