Yesterday was hot and very very humid here, the kind of day when you just can't breathe. Evening service was in a small church without airco. Afterwards, I noticed Mr Young Smartdresser in his dress pants, black buttondown shirt, and grey vest. I asked him how he could handle it.
He shrugged and said, "I was in Iraq."
"True. I forgot. What is it there, like 108?"
He said more like somewhere between 110 and sometimes 130. Now I felt somewhat bad for even mentioning the heat and not feeling the need for mittens instead, but, instead of shutting up and thanking him for serving, I kept going, "What is that even like? Do you feel like you have a fever or what?"
His exact quote, "You just get used to not getting used to it."
I know exactly what he means. :-P
He shrugged and said, "I was in Iraq."
"True. I forgot. What is it there, like 108?"
He said more like somewhere between 110 and sometimes 130. Now I felt somewhat bad for even mentioning the heat and not feeling the need for mittens instead, but, instead of shutting up and thanking him for serving, I kept going, "What is that even like? Do you feel like you have a fever or what?"
His exact quote, "You just get used to not getting used to it."
I know exactly what he means. :-P
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