The other day, I overheard some of the women who work in this office discussing the weather, and how it drives them crazy when people complain about the heat. After all, they reasoned, we get so little good weather, why should people complain about it being warm?

 

Well, there’s warm, and then there’s *this*. I’m not a big fan of humidity. I understand that some people are…hey, whatever floats yer boat. But can it really be that hard to understand how some people might not like it?

 

And then in the next breath, I heard them talking about jumping into pools and turning up the AC.

 

“You know,” I chimed in, “the complainers are people like me, who don’t have pools or central air.”

 

That was easy, they told me. Get in your air-conditioned car and drive to the air-conditioned mall. (Well, first of all, I probably wouldn’t go hang out at the mall. Barnes & Noble, maybe, but not the mall…)

 

“Ah, but you can’t sleep at the mall,” I pointed out.

 

So, you go to a hotel…yeah. If I paid to check into a hotel every night it was too hot to sleep, it would be more than my rent. This is *not normal.* When will it end?