My dad is not from City B. He moved here years ago for a job, and has never really warmed to the area. His biggest complaint is the weather. He talks about the weather as if it were an evil multi-national corporation, or a salesperson who is trying to screw him over. I've always found this very amusing.
We were talking today about what a decidedly pleasant spring we've had in City B. This was surprising, because according to him the weather around here can't do anything right. But then, in true form, he said, "Well after that sleazy winter we had..."
Tacky? Maybe. But I think sleazy might be pushing it.