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20th December 2016
12:10am GMT

So, it doesn't take a whole lot of brain cells to realise that it's absolutely baltic in Dublin at the moment. And even more evident is how ill-prepared we are, as a whole, when it comes to the cold.
This, mixed with a nation whose major export is complaining, adds up to a lot of whinging.
We've plotted out the full emotional lifecycle for you, so you can continue to whinge for the rest of the day. You're welcome...
You know it's coming, but it just doesn't get easier.

It is nothing like ripping off a plaster. NOTHING.
But it's fine, tears are warm.

Which you realise is wet because you've already started crying.

1000000% quicker than Usain Bolt, and sleeker than most gazelles.

No water charge is too large for this kind of pleasure.

But sadly no one's that organised.

And cry, again.

Turning the rips in your jeans into gaping holes and the breaking the backs of your shoes.

Let it blow, let it bloooow.

#NewYearNewMe

Just buy one anyway. Let's be real, you deserve it.

And if you're cycling, may God have mercy on your soul.

The main road is filled with people. You hate people.

Walking ever closer to your doom.

Celebrate with another baked treat and a coffee the size of The Dáil.

You're on your own with this one... But maybe have a biscuit, they help.

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