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This is: Sunny skies with a chance of death
A "Tales from the Crypt" short-story
"Stupid girl and her stupid weather report..." Dorthy growled as she stared at the monitor. "Live in Chicago, this is Susan Meyers. Now back to you Ken." The camera clicked off and Susan nearly skipped over to the news van. "What a great report!" She beamed.
Back in the office Dorthy prepared for her traffic report.
"Finally my turn..no one drives when the weather is bad...stupid Susan controls me..." She hissed. Mike, Dorthy's camera man, shook his head. "What's Susan ever done to you D?" he asked. Dorthy turned around and glared at him. "Do you call her S?" she questioned with a touch of venom in her voice. Mike laughed. "No, I call her Suzie like everyone else."
"Oh for woe is me!" Mary-Anne snickered at Dorthy's attempt to intimidate her. "Suzie is my friend and there's no way you're making me think otherwise D." Mary-Anne said as she furrowed her brow. "You'll be sorry!" Dorthy shouted as she was escorted to her area. "A car crashed into a home for the elderly last night. Officers say no one was killed and the driver was lightly injured. We'll have more on that at 11:00. Now Dorthy with the weather" Ken Maren.