"On two occasions since then I have declined to drive to work in conditions which I regarded as too dangerous."

Gramma used to shake her said and say, "What's wrong with those people? Trying to get to work when you can't get to work. Throw some more vegetables in the pot (she always had a stew cooking or warming on the wood stove) and stay home. Don't they have any common sense?"

I used to leave work when I figured it was time. My colleagues would say it wasn't my decision... wait until the pres says we can go... my boss would tell me I would be docked at least a half day's pay. I would reply, "Well, my gramma taught me to get my ass home before I couldn't. You wanna stay, fine. I'm gone. Dock me."

Never got docked. Maybe common sense is an asset?

Of course, it never failed that the order to get home would come within an hour after I left.