Today the car that picked me up at work to bring me home was like a steam sauna!
My breathing is still quite bad from my being sick, and when I opened the car door I was blasted with a huge wave of hot air that made me feel like I was going to suffocate and sent me into a coughing spasm. It must have been over 90 degrees in there!
It's winter here, but it's pretty mild out; about -13 Celsius (8 or 9 degrees F) and no wind, so it feels milder than it really is.
The driver had on a parka, a wool scarf wrapped around his neck a couple of times and a touque! Here I am in his car for less than 30 seconds and I'm literally dripping sweat off my forehead; so hot that I almost felt compelled to strip off my clothes to get rid of that suffocating feeling, and here he is wearing a parka, touque and a wool scarf!!!
In between coughing, I commented on how hot it was. He didn't turn down the heat.
After a couple of minutes I got that "get out of the heat or throw up" feeling, so I asked him if he would please turn down the heat. He didn't say anything or do anything.
I tried to open my window a bit to let in some air. He had the control set to driver access only.
Finally I'm sure I yelled out louder than I meant to....
"If you don't turn down the heat or open a window I'm going to puke in your car!"
I've never seen anyone turn down the heater and open a window so fast!!
My breathing is still quite bad from my being sick, and when I opened the car door I was blasted with a huge wave of hot air that made me feel like I was going to suffocate and sent me into a coughing spasm. It must have been over 90 degrees in there!
It's winter here, but it's pretty mild out; about -13 Celsius (8 or 9 degrees F) and no wind, so it feels milder than it really is.
The driver had on a parka, a wool scarf wrapped around his neck a couple of times and a touque! Here I am in his car for less than 30 seconds and I'm literally dripping sweat off my forehead; so hot that I almost felt compelled to strip off my clothes to get rid of that suffocating feeling, and here he is wearing a parka, touque and a wool scarf!!!
In between coughing, I commented on how hot it was. He didn't turn down the heat.
After a couple of minutes I got that "get out of the heat or throw up" feeling, so I asked him if he would please turn down the heat. He didn't say anything or do anything.
I tried to open my window a bit to let in some air. He had the control set to driver access only.
Finally I'm sure I yelled out louder than I meant to....
"If you don't turn down the heat or open a window I'm going to puke in your car!"
I've never seen anyone turn down the heater and open a window so fast!!