WTF just happened?

I think the following qualifies as a "Buffalo Story", doesn't it?
I went to work the day of the storm this week, even arrived 5 minutes early, which is good for someone who hasn't lived in snow country for almost 30 years. The people who've lived here all their lives were calling in left and right. I drove 20 miles per hour in a whiteout to get to work because after calling the emergency line for closures all afternoon before I left, we still had to come in. The heart of the storm on Thursday was right where I work. North and further south of where I was didn't have any closures until the lake-effect shifted further south the next day.
Upside: I got to work for an hour, then they closed the building and I was granted "administrative leave", which translates into a paid day off. Poor suckers who called in had to take Annual Leave and were not granted a free day off.
