Damp

This morning I sat down at Cosi for a bagel and some strawberry lemonade, hoping desperately to escape the hot dampness that feels like you’ve put on two ponchos made of old army blankets that have steeped in boiling hot water. Sadly, Cosi was not the place to be. With their power just barely back on after last night’s severe storms, and the oven on all night, their AC just couldn’t compete and burned itself out trying. I sat in the hot damp of the cafe, with perspiration beading down both my neck and the side of my lemonade glass. I wondered, how the hell did the founders do it?

It’s not like they could wear shorts and a t-shirt and a ballcap and be taken seriously (not that I ever expect to be taken seriously in such garb, but still) ? I mean, breeches, stockings, waistcoats, it’s a scary thought, having to wear all of that, in wool, around this town.

Seriously, I definitely question the sanity of those lawyers and lobbyists who choose to put on a three piece suit and go outside in this weather. Hell, I question anyone who feels that a silken noose around their neck in this weather is a good idea. Oy. I will now retreat to my air-conditioned lair now.

2 Comments so far

  1. Joseph LeBlanc (unregistered) on July 17th, 2005 @ 7:17 pm

    I Metroed in to an interview about a month ago and wore a full suit, got lost on the way to the office, walked halfway to Bethesda, and totally missed lunch. Big huge ball of sweat, I was. Got the job though :).


  2. Tom Bridge (unregistered) on July 18th, 2005 @ 9:45 am

    There ya go, at least you got the job!!



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