It is 30 degrees outside. You are simmering at the workplace. 8 hours everyday.
With no air-conditioning and no fan to sooth that ardent summer heat, you find your face is perpetually clad in a flimsy layer of oil. You are sticky with undried perspiration and your t-shirt plasters to your body. Your armpits are damp and so is your underwear.
When you sit, your legs are wide apart because you can't bear the touch of your own skin. Your underknees are giving off heat.
Your breathing becomes a little irregular and you cannot focus on your work.
The above ensemble causes your ill humour to rear its ugly head. You knit your brows, snap at your colleagues and look daggers at them over the slightest thing.
The drive back home is no better. The long warm and humid day has taken its toll on you. Motorcyclists, cyclists and idiots threaten to push the boundaries of your temper. In the car, the air-conditioning at full blast seems like help which arrives a wee too late.
At home, you recoil from the greeting of hugs and touches from the man because you are both sticky and both your body temperature is emitting too much heat. To spite you, he gleefully rubs his arm on your bare skin and walks away, laughing.
ARRRGGGGHHH!!!!!
The lion city girl loathes summer without air-conditioner.
2 comments:
Oh hahahah, I can SOO totally imagine yr hubby doing that!!! That´s smth that guys would love to do eh? Irritate their wives...hahah...yes! I´m melting in the heat too....But on the other hand, I think my throat cannot take air-con either....so well....
Oh ya, somehow most Germans do not really like air-con. They prefer to bake in the sun instead!
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