Meteorologists are retards with job security

I'm convinced that meteorologists are retarded. I don't know what makes a person wake up one day, look himself in the mirror, and say "I want to go on television every day, tell people something is going to happen, and then look like a retard when it doesn't." I can understand being a reporter, sports caster, and even give the traffic reports. Usually what you report on are facts (insert fluff news joke here). Meteorologists don't report on facts, they report on theories. And most of the time their theories are completely wrong.

Take last night for example. The weather report said the state was going to receive heavy snow. My specific area called for 4-8inches. We made sure we had enough food for a few days. We backed the cars into the garage and driveway to make it easier to get out. We made sure the snow blower was working, and we had extra gas. We made sure the shovels were out. The state issued parking bans, and some schools closed as early as 9:00 p.m. last evening. Most of the schools across the state closed at 6:00 a.m. this morning. I found out my mother even stayed home because at 5:00 a.m., when she wakes up, they were still calling for a huge storm. What did we get? Nothing.

Not nothing as in we got an inch or so. I mean we got nothing.

How can such incompetence not be grounds for termination? I understand that meteorology is probably far more complicated than I can imagine. I understand it's not an exact science (although I don't know why, in 2008, it isn't yet). Even still, anyone working in any other profession would have been fired faster than Don Imus if they made such a poor call. Why do these people still have jobs? I'm a reasonably intelligent young man working in the legal field, and I can't seem to get a job in today's market. Why the hell do such incompetent morons get a steady, and big, paycheck, while I'm sitting here at 3:52 p.m. on a Monday afternoon blogging about how annoying I find them?

I need to find a job where I can sit on my ass all day, look at colorful pictures, make predictions using my crystal ball purchased from Wal-Mart, and take home nearly six figures.

Maybe I should go to law school.