Rain, rain...please go away

Can anything be less fun than a 10-minute walk home from the subway in a torrential downpour? You know the kind I mean, where even with an umbrella your feet get soaked, puddles are unavoidable, and let's not even talk about the frizzy hair. It's especially disgusting in a city setting, where there are puddles that collect with mass quantities of extremely unclean water, often difficult to navigate around, and giant busses that threaten to splash said puddles out of the gutter and into your face. Makes me want to come home and immediately take a shower. Weird, isn't it, that we are so advanced as a society that, say, a doctor can take a laser to  person's eyeball, and yet we remain so affected by water falling out of the sky? But as I learned in high school English, in cases of woman vs nature, nature always (and I mean always) wins.