Pennsylvania Takes A Snow Day

There comes a time, in the wintry climate of Pennsylvania, where the state utters a collective gasp and says "Oh man. We are fucked."

Head Starts are closed.
School districts are closed.
Every college within a 2 hour radius has closed at some point. 11 am, 5 pm, whatever. Closed.
Government offices are closing.
Downtown offices are closed.
The mall is closing within the hour.
THE MALL IS CLOSING.
Who cares about the rest. When the massive focal point for consumer greed in a region is saying it is too bad out, don't come in to give us your money, you know the area is about to be thrust into the lower depths of hell. Mind you, I work at the mall, at The Italian Joint. While I do not work today, I work tomorrow. And I would appreciate either a call tonight saying "don't come in", or at least the opportunity to make money tomorrow in some form. What will likely happen is I will go to work, open the joint, and be sent home less than an hour after we open. It's happened before, I swear. I will walk home with less then ten dollars' tips in my pocket. I won't let it bother me though, because tomorrow is Valentine's Day and I have a nice gesture to offer to my coworkers, who absolutely rule.

So what did I do today?
I made cupcakes.
May my coworkers find them moist, delicious, and charming.