What gives, snow?!

There was a lot of casualties in the dig out. I lost a bell from my late grandmother's lapel pin. I lost the ability to move my back due to the worst and possibly most heavy shovel there is. I simply say "shovel" rather than "snow shovel" as this was not a shovel designed for snow shoveling and thus did a terrible job at it. Furthermore, my hair was seriously matted and dreaded during the hours it spent crammed and trapped under my coat, my scarf, and my hat. The snow has inflicted so many levels of torture on me! And what I'd like to know is what I did to piss snow off so bad to deserve this?! I thought snow could be big about all the smack I've been talking on it. Apparently not. Oh snow.