Okay. I’m a wuss. In my defense, though, I was wearing heels, a skirt, and the lightweight coat I wore to work...and no gloves. I do like not having to pump my own gas, and for some reason, the station attendants here are almost always extremely friendly.Worst I can remember is trying to get animals inside when the wind chill was minus 50°F. Cold is cold, but when that wind picks up it bites the end of your nose off.