I considered going on a date with someone I am not really interested in, merely because he has an air-conditioner in his apartment, and I do not. It's been a heat-wave. I hate the heat. I don't just hate the heat. I despise the heat, and I despise how I feel when it is hot. I am irritable, grumpy, desperate to cool off.
I said to my roommate casually, rubbing ice cubes up and down my arms, "I think I might call [insert name here] and see what he's up to tonight."
"But I thought you weren't interested in him."
"I'm not really. But he has air-conditioning."
Long horrified pause. In that pause, I came to my senses, and said to her tentatively:
"So ... I shouldn't call him ... You think it would be kind of mean?"
"Uh .... YES."
"Okay. I see what you're saying."
I lost my moral compass there, in the muggy 95 degree weather.
Posted by sheilaNot surprising - it is well-known that horrible heat and humidity melt the brain, starting with the moral compass and spreading out from there...I hate the heat too...I'm actually sort of happy to be at work - just because of the air conditioning, though.
The heat has a strange effect on your brain. I swear that it makes you do things that you normally wound't do. I would have called the dude and chumped him for his AC - straight up. Getting cool with bad company is better than sweating your ass off alone.
Posted by: SageOne at June 30, 2003 1:52 PMI can't tell you how many times I've heard this across the bar in the summertime. You are not alone.
Posted by: Jim at June 30, 2003 4:25 PMI absolutely would have called him. Sweat is gross. Then again, I have been known to go to Stop-n-Shop just because it is air conditioned. FYI for the next heat wave...
Posted by: Beth at June 30, 2003 8:39 PM